Insomnia
Wo robber on no fucks on when I Fornicate
Not in the gym but Ima still lift that fucking weight
Fuck ya bitch while you call her phone cuz she makes you wait
Talking shit on my page bro I ain't your fucking mate
Done take pills Ima pay the fucking bills
Enough of your shit I don't want a catch a case bitch
I don't really fuck with clicks
You don't really want to slice your wrist
If I catch you switch you'll end up in a ditch
You be strapped but still acting like a pussycat
All the money you made gone spent into a fucking mac
When this Little bitch pulled the trigger his finger fucking cracked
Here's a couple Life hacks
Stop acting tough
Bitch boy Pussy boy you've done fuck up
Y'all surprise that I really pulled up what the fuck is up
And all the voices inside of my head are still speaking up
Gone missing they've done searching
Your love ones have lost hope and given up
Whatever they think whatever they say
I be steady fucking grinding in my lane
Fuck what they think fuck what they say
Ima make you hate yourself and still have it my way
45 Tucked Ima aim it at a pussies head
I cant Give a fuck about a bitch I'm busy makin bread
I ain't fuck with no one bitch I stay inside they think I'm dead
Speaking out of line I'll load it up and make you eat some led
Huh I'm feelin like a ghost I'm floating thru your home
Huh Gun up to my head mi gonna leave a hole
Huh talkin with my demons yeah it takes a toll
Huh the devil calls my name I think I gotta go
Shred the tread right off my tires
Throat wrapped up with razor wire
Take the throne I won't retire
Burn my body in the fire
My choppa is Magic it's bout to grant all your wishes
I Think I found my fuckin home inside a coven of witches
Huh Its fuck what they think
Bitch It's fuck what they say
You're alone in the dark you better just pray
Fuckin with a real one this ain't a game
Stepping in my way and you all will be slain
Whatever they think whatever they say
I be steady fucking grinding in my lane
Fuck what they think fuck what they say
Ima make you hate yourself and still have it my way
Not in the gym but Ima still lift that fucking weight
Fuck ya bitch while you call her phone cuz she makes you wait
Talking shit on my page bro I ain't your fucking mate
Done take pills Ima pay the fucking bills
Enough of your shit I don't want a catch a case bitch
I don't really fuck with clicks
You don't really want to slice your wrist
If I catch you switch you'll end up in a ditch
You be strapped but still acting like a pussycat
All the money you made gone spent into a fucking mac
When this Little bitch pulled the trigger his finger fucking cracked
Here's a couple Life hacks
Stop acting tough
Bitch boy Pussy boy you've done fuck up
Y'all surprise that I really pulled up what the fuck is up
And all the voices inside of my head are still speaking up
Gone missing they've done searching
Your love ones have lost hope and given up
Whatever they think whatever they say
I be steady fucking grinding in my lane
Fuck what they think fuck what they say
Ima make you hate yourself and still have it my way
45 Tucked Ima aim it at a pussies head
I cant Give a fuck about a bitch I'm busy makin bread
I ain't fuck with no one bitch I stay inside they think I'm dead
Speaking out of line I'll load it up and make you eat some led
Huh I'm feelin like a ghost I'm floating thru your home
Huh Gun up to my head mi gonna leave a hole
Huh talkin with my demons yeah it takes a toll
Huh the devil calls my name I think I gotta go
Shred the tread right off my tires
Throat wrapped up with razor wire
Take the throne I won't retire
Burn my body in the fire
My choppa is Magic it's bout to grant all your wishes
I Think I found my fuckin home inside a coven of witches
Huh Its fuck what they think
Bitch It's fuck what they say
You're alone in the dark you better just pray
Fuckin with a real one this ain't a game
Stepping in my way and you all will be slain
Whatever they think whatever they say
I be steady fucking grinding in my lane
Fuck what they think fuck what they say
Ima make you hate yourself and still have it my way
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Writer(s): Nicolas Tremblay
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