ROTTEN (feat. Cigarette Breath & Noaah)

Rotten know the blood stay clotting
Fuck 'em if they not 'em, bought 'em all
Ain't finna tell me no, eye be fucking soddom
Think I'm living good
I'm still staying at the bottom
Feel like home sent from hell
I be fucking on them models
Bottles keep on popping
In my life just keep on dropping shit
Seaweed in the coffin
Coming out we fucking coffin bitch
Rolling up my blunt, got my shorty
She said where the plug
I said bitch you know it's me
Why you think they showing love
See me with a smile
Now they act like they all notice me
I been here a while, changed the dial
Shit ain't rotary
I be fucking lying
'Cause you know I miss that potency
But this ain't fucking change now they praise
Bitch they votary
Pray for me, tryna stay afloat in molten lava
Get too high so I be fighting
Tryna make another comma
Fuck with all the drama
I don't need another mama
I said bitch I'm fucking served
Got you feeling like the sauna

Ciggy coming at you
Like some old school Freddie Dredd
Lead in the head, led to your bitch in my bed
Open up the blinds and the sky is red
I must be known as what is dead
Okay, I grew up in Gamora
Got that wickedness
Bitch, I am sick
Do you really wanna know about the time I hurt that bitch

Rob a pissed 'cause I heard assist
Now all he does is fucking sneak diss
Talking shit, change lights on that hitman
I can't even stand,
Might have to catch me on the trip
Coming down, my soul starts to frown
Southbound on 075, hit up 92
Then I get up at 421
Hang a left at 39, then I spotted you
Nervous shaking start to puke
Now I'm hitting with them 762s
Then I bought a pack of reds for 762
Light one with the tool

I think I got some problems solve 'em
And they said I got some nerve
I let that bottle calm em
I fucking pull up with that herb and lay that shotty on em
I know my family is concerned
I don't gotta be honest
It's my persona, bitch
I pull up like a fucking wave
Stuff em in a duffel bag
Told em we don't fucking play
Bitch, I might go MIA
Homicide on sunny days
Don't think there's another way
Load that bitch up quick and spray
That's how I suppress my rage
Mask up on that villain
How I'm feeling when I swerve a bitch
Sorry for my sinning
Got no feelings when I murder shit
Drink until my liver dead
Bitch, no, it ain't nothing new
Hit em in his fucking head
Trigger going dumb on you
Run from my motherfucking cig
Yeah, yeah
When I pull up, I'll be dumping out a clip
Yeah, yeah
Shoot the 556 it's ripping through his ribs and shit
Find his home and then I'm fucking up his kids
Won't live
Don't think I'm living
I won't be forgiven
I know
Dive in the lake
Let me sink till I'm gone
Right up my lane
Put that cane in my nose
Fight off my pain and I aim for the hoes
I aim for my foes
I'm grateful for bros
Full of that blood
So I'm changing my clothes
Can't feel no love
Boy, I hate what I know