HACKSAW

Pull up with the hacksaw
Gotta make some money so I'm taking all your rags, oh
Fucking up an asshole
Pressed on, yeah all of my meds are laced, oh
Gotta turn the motherfucking hex on, (damn)

It's the time to break
I don't need two takes
And there ain't two ways
Cuz all I need is money and that's gonna end your motherfucking days
Just a part, of my plan, is to gettin you erased

Get some taste
Of your final days
Got some guns and I make em bang
Got some knives and I make em sting
Cheer me up, while I'm slicing lames
I don't care about them names
All of y'all gon stay the same
Boy you lacking, such a shame
Bury me when I am fame

Mind full of pain

Ever since you fucking left
Nothing ever went the same
But I got to the conclusion
That I didn't even needed you, nah

Like I always fuck assumed, nah
Now I'm feelin hella blue
But that's really nothing new
Ain't got anything to lose

Pull up with the hacksaw
Gotta make some money so I'm taking all your rags, oh
Fucking up an asshole
Pressed on, yeah all of my meds are laced, oh
Gotta turn the motherfucking hex on, (damn)

It's the time to break
I don't need two takes
And there ain't two ways
Cuz all I need is money and that's gonna end your motherfucking days
Just a part, of my plan, is to gettin you erased

Get some taste
Of your final days
Got some guns and I make em bang
Got some knives and I make em sting
Cheer me up, while I'm slicing lames
I don't care about them names
All of y'all gon stay the same
Boy you lacking, such a shame

Get some taste
Of your final days
Got some guns and I make em bang
Got some knives and I make em sting
Cheer me up, while I'm slicing lames
I don't care about them names
All of y'all gon stay the same
Boy you lacking, such a shame
Bury me when I am fame



Credits
Writer(s): Gerome Schotte
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