Debt Set Radio Future
I can't fucking fake it, ain't nothing is sacred
They all used to say, life is what you make it
All my mistakes are put up on display
It's like, you want a chance? This is how you play
I got debt, I got debt
I got debt, I got debt
I got debt, I got debt
I got debt, I got debt
I got debt, I got debt
I don't even bet, begging for just a little more credit
Yeah, kill the snake, drink the venom
Take a swing, I let 'em, try and pry and fucking bend 'em
Offend 'em, tear them right the fuck apart and mend 'em
Bombs in Amazon slips, where do I send 'em?
My only weakness is I'm too honest
I don't reach for W's, I revel in my losses
Ain't bought in, got to know what the cost is
Mirror, mirror, mirror show me who the fucking boss is
I can't fucking fake it, ain't nothing is sacred
They all used to say, life is what you make it
All my mistakes are put up on display
It's like, you want a chance? This is how you play
I got debt, I got debt
I got debt, I got debt
I got debt, I got debt
I got debt, I got debt
I got debt, I got debt
I don't even bet, begging for just a little more credit
Ain't nuthin left to believe in, the youth swiping for meaning
Public executions uploaded and streaming
I'm seeing stroads to nowhere, I am free
Only me, so I why the fuck would I need empathy?
Ain't nothing Even Stevens, kick your motherfucking teeth in
We be praising Old Gods, though we don't know the meaning
Just lean in, inhale the American breeze
One way or another it'll bring you to your knees
They all used to say, life is what you make it
All my mistakes are put up on display
It's like, you want a chance? This is how you play
I got debt, I got debt
I got debt, I got debt
I got debt, I got debt
I got debt, I got debt
I got debt, I got debt
I don't even bet, begging for just a little more credit
Yeah, kill the snake, drink the venom
Take a swing, I let 'em, try and pry and fucking bend 'em
Offend 'em, tear them right the fuck apart and mend 'em
Bombs in Amazon slips, where do I send 'em?
My only weakness is I'm too honest
I don't reach for W's, I revel in my losses
Ain't bought in, got to know what the cost is
Mirror, mirror, mirror show me who the fucking boss is
I can't fucking fake it, ain't nothing is sacred
They all used to say, life is what you make it
All my mistakes are put up on display
It's like, you want a chance? This is how you play
I got debt, I got debt
I got debt, I got debt
I got debt, I got debt
I got debt, I got debt
I got debt, I got debt
I don't even bet, begging for just a little more credit
Ain't nuthin left to believe in, the youth swiping for meaning
Public executions uploaded and streaming
I'm seeing stroads to nowhere, I am free
Only me, so I why the fuck would I need empathy?
Ain't nothing Even Stevens, kick your motherfucking teeth in
We be praising Old Gods, though we don't know the meaning
Just lean in, inhale the American breeze
One way or another it'll bring you to your knees
Credits
Writer(s): Zebadiah Scanlan
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