Fake

(Oh)

Stab me in the chest ghost face
Smoking too much cardiac arrest no way
I got cash cash cash still chasing the bag
But I know that that that still makes me sad
Yea stab me 'till it's over
I can't go two weeks without my shit I can't stay sober
I'm getting too lucky got a four leaf clover
Haven't overdosed yet, but I still feel the worst
Yea when I'm still feeling the worst
Jumping to conclusions did she put me on a curse?
Oh, i'm not sure
Not sure

Yea I feel the worst but i'm still chasing the bag
All these other hoes I don't like that
Put me in a curse i'm in a trap
There's no other other hoes like that
Yea, there's no other other hoes like that
Yea, I know i'm in a trap
I can't help it
I can't help it
I feel selfish
I feel selfish
Haven't ate food in two weeks
I'm feeling the worst and I lost some sleep
You better get away from me
(Oh) I'll kill you in your sleep

Stab me in the chest ghost face
Smoking too much goin to cardiac arrest no way
I got cash cash cash still chasing the bag
But I know that that that still makes me sad
Yea stab me 'till it's over
I can't go two weeks without my shit I can't stay sober
I'm getting too lucky got a four leaf clover
Haven't overdosed yet, but I still feel the worst
Yea when I'm still feeling the worst
Jumping to conclusions did she put me on a curse?
Oh, i'm not sure
Not sure

(Not sure)

Huh, yea, stab him with the gun
Little bitch want to run
He gon' have to run
From my Smith & Wesson, nigga thats my gun
Nigga that's my partner
Smoke another blunt
Sometimes I get too high
Put my girl and put my life I put it to the side
Then I leave my reality to other lives
I don't want to live my life (live my life)



Credits
Writer(s): Javiel Del Valle
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