Cockiness

I've been taking doses on doses
Oh you can't sleep? I've been feeling comatoses
You're so weak, you mosquito, I'm like roaches
Bitch I'm in your crib doing magic, Hocus Pocus
Magic Johnson in the club man
You need aid, you need help, you need Jesus man
Thirty-five and you still ain't got no bread man?
94', I walk around like I'm a dead man
Undertaker, casket, going so crazy
Bury me alive, I come back like I'm Brady
Twelfth round, fourth down, driving Miss Daisy
Clocks down, ghost town, happy belated

Oh watch me go, twelve years ago
I lost myself in a pile of cockiness
Where did you go? I'll never know
Still here I am, in a pile of cockiness
My heart, it goes, out to everyone I know
Powder my nose, with this pile of cockiness
Bag's getting low, nothing to show
Somehow I found myself tangled up in this cockiness

Shut the fuck up, bitch, suck my cock
Three blue pills, now I'm feeling like The Rock
Drain main vein, get the nurse, hide the Glock
When I die, back 40, please don't call the cops

Bury me in the bushes
Bury me in the bushes
Bury me in the bushes
Bury me in the bushes



Credits
Writer(s): Brayden Picard
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