Signs of My Demise

Signs of my demise
She could see the pain behind my reddened eyes
Broken hearted but I'll never sympathize
Try to make my wrongs up but they're never right (Right)
Signs of my demise
She could see the pain behind my reddened eyes
Broken hearted but I'll never sympathize
Try to make my wrongs up but they're never right

Everything I do is for forever
I make bitches better
This that style that you can't measure
This that Natty Treasure
She said she want fun
Took that hoe to Cali, better weather
(Man this bitch just tryna take my sweater)

Light me up one more and I be kickin' back
I can't stress about a thing, I'm on this pack
I can't stress about a thing, I'm on this pack

Okay, you don't like that one?
Why?
I fuck with this one
It sounds like 2013, like, Odd Future shit, but like
I'm not tryna sound like that
I'm tryna sound like 2030 Suicideboys



Credits
Writer(s): Catfish Poboy
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