Do or Die
I've been out chasing 'em feelings
Don't know what to say
But I wonder why
Shit I guess I'm just running away, ay
Still kill it, so I'm feeling the same
Still miss it, 'cause I'm so bad with change
In my bed, let it carry my pain
'Cause
Fuck the suicide, yeah, it's do or die
Stuck inside my mind, it ain't feeling right
Summer '22, that's what killed me, I
Left it all behind, in my feelings, I'm
Running out of places, don't know where to go
Hopefully I make it racing down this road
In the heat and wonder why it feels so cold
In the heat, the wind's stuck inside the flow (oh)
(Woah)
(Yeah, ooh)
Long day so I bask in the moonlight
Looking up like "damn man, who's right?"
Pick apart every consolation
'Till the world goes black and my mind is vacant
I'm sick of the feeling of dying inside
Cyanide drip down the side of your thighs
And I'm tempted to try, so fuck it, I might
And she tell me she vibe, and we fuckin' tonight
But in truth, it's not me, it's everything else
And nobody wanna talk about the way that I felt
Yeah, I'm human but I'm used to getting treated like wealth
Couple racks on the bed, or I'm fucking myself, damn, yeah
And that's suicide
But it's better than a motherfuckin' suit and tie
I'm not somebody tryna' make it, getting supervised
It's either do or die, but either way you die, yeah
(Ooh, woah)
(It's either do or die, but either way you die, yeah)
(Ooh, woah)
(It's either do or die, but either way we die, yeah)
Don't know what to say
But I wonder why
Shit I guess I'm just running away, ay
Still kill it, so I'm feeling the same
Still miss it, 'cause I'm so bad with change
In my bed, let it carry my pain
'Cause
Fuck the suicide, yeah, it's do or die
Stuck inside my mind, it ain't feeling right
Summer '22, that's what killed me, I
Left it all behind, in my feelings, I'm
Running out of places, don't know where to go
Hopefully I make it racing down this road
In the heat and wonder why it feels so cold
In the heat, the wind's stuck inside the flow (oh)
(Woah)
(Yeah, ooh)
Long day so I bask in the moonlight
Looking up like "damn man, who's right?"
Pick apart every consolation
'Till the world goes black and my mind is vacant
I'm sick of the feeling of dying inside
Cyanide drip down the side of your thighs
And I'm tempted to try, so fuck it, I might
And she tell me she vibe, and we fuckin' tonight
But in truth, it's not me, it's everything else
And nobody wanna talk about the way that I felt
Yeah, I'm human but I'm used to getting treated like wealth
Couple racks on the bed, or I'm fucking myself, damn, yeah
And that's suicide
But it's better than a motherfuckin' suit and tie
I'm not somebody tryna' make it, getting supervised
It's either do or die, but either way you die, yeah
(Ooh, woah)
(It's either do or die, but either way you die, yeah)
(Ooh, woah)
(It's either do or die, but either way we die, yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Tubbs
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