101 BLUNTS
Fuck this shit, ay fuck the business
I don't wanna talk, do you know the truth is
Everybody is fucking ruthless
I don't wanna see this fucking goofies
Back on the xans, ay back on the track
I'm high ass fuck, I don't know where I'm at
I'm fly ass fuck but I need more drugs
I'm tired ass fuck, I can't handle my thoughts
Fuck it I feel fine
Sniff another line
Lost in the night
Demons in my mind
I think I'm running out of time
That's why I kick another rhyme
That's why I'm steady on my grind
I fuck the scene from behind, yah
Punk star shit, I can never ever switch
4am I popp another xan
I break the bottel
I fuck a model
101 blunts in my lungs I'm lazy, ah
Feeling wavy, ya
Smoking daily, ah
See me on stage, now I'm acting crazy, what
Fucked up shit, my heart racing
Lock my feelings in the basement
All I see is a dead end
I'm dead again
Do you feel my pain
Do you feel the same
Start cut my vein
Blood dripping down the fucking drain, ya
(Blood dripping down the fucking drain, ya)
Without this drugs I'm fucked up
Xanny, oxy I'm drugged up, ah
At my funeral you teared up, ya
My body buried 6 feet down
I'm the legend of underground
Living in the background
Bitch, you can not stick around
I pass out, I die now
I love sick but I'm numb bitch
I feel like shit, so I cut my wrist, yah
(I feel like shit, so I cut my wrist, bitch)
(Love sick but I'm numb, bitch)
I don't wanna talk, do you know the truth is
Everybody is fucking ruthless
I don't wanna see this fucking goofies
Back on the xans, ay back on the track
I'm high ass fuck, I don't know where I'm at
I'm fly ass fuck but I need more drugs
I'm tired ass fuck, I can't handle my thoughts
Fuck it I feel fine
Sniff another line
Lost in the night
Demons in my mind
I think I'm running out of time
That's why I kick another rhyme
That's why I'm steady on my grind
I fuck the scene from behind, yah
Punk star shit, I can never ever switch
4am I popp another xan
I break the bottel
I fuck a model
101 blunts in my lungs I'm lazy, ah
Feeling wavy, ya
Smoking daily, ah
See me on stage, now I'm acting crazy, what
Fucked up shit, my heart racing
Lock my feelings in the basement
All I see is a dead end
I'm dead again
Do you feel my pain
Do you feel the same
Start cut my vein
Blood dripping down the fucking drain, ya
(Blood dripping down the fucking drain, ya)
Without this drugs I'm fucked up
Xanny, oxy I'm drugged up, ah
At my funeral you teared up, ya
My body buried 6 feet down
I'm the legend of underground
Living in the background
Bitch, you can not stick around
I pass out, I die now
I love sick but I'm numb bitch
I feel like shit, so I cut my wrist, yah
(I feel like shit, so I cut my wrist, bitch)
(Love sick but I'm numb, bitch)
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Writer(s): Yunng Sinner
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