wtf im finna change for?
How did you do it?
With a razor
And why did you want to?
To cut your wrists?
Or even bleed to death
You wanted to bleed to death?
Yes I did
Why?
Because, I have nothing
(Yah, yah, yah)
I'm tired of here
Tired of living?
I'd like to try a new place
(Yah, yah, yah)
Bitches gon' lie, never show love
Said you gon' try, never showed up
Bet I be high, Dutch sewn up
G-R-E-Y done blown up
Feelings gon' die when I pop, pop, pop
Xa-Xan' to my mind, what I got, got, got
Le-left in my life, I be tired, tired, tired
Sev-sever my ties with the fye fye
Face, I'm never showing, stuck I'm smoking, always choking
Feel like all my life a loading, screen important, never notice
All my tendencies are broken, tracking, I ran out of hope, and
I don't never see the morning, I done severed the controlling of volition
I ain't missing out on wishing for the betterment of living
Ain't no vision in this sentence
Y'all be bitching, I be pissing out these motherfucking digits
Stay committed to the mission
Even though I'm fucking livid, never slipping, I'ma
Bad motherfucker with a Grey heart
Push away the sentiment, I'm killing what I came for
Leveled up bitch, I done changed floors
Ain't nobody want me, what the fuck I'm finna change for?
Come and try me better make sure
That you fucking kill me, I ain't stopping 'til ya face torn
I ain't ask God what to pray for
Mental steady raining, I ain't gotta check the radar
Tripping hella blotter, never holy but I God 'em
I got bitches out in Sodom, all your plays I know you bought 'em
Rich and I ain't from the bottom, DNA that's made from lava
Roll the blunt, it's like a column, hella green, and it ain't collared I
Numbing every day, never feel alive
I ain't seen love, what the feeling like
Drown in my thoughts, get the sea to rise
I'ma take yours and I'm getting mine
Deafening silence, I wish I could be
Comfortable in my own skin, I can't breathe
Ready, go 'head and make all of you bleed
Came in the scene, and I'm watching 'em flee
They all weak ain't admitting what they cannot be
'Cause they seep insecurity, seeking the first to be winning
Ain't getting too close, you ain't hurting me
I pray to God you ain't heard of me
A new place?
What new place do you mean?
Well well well, I expect to go to Hell
With a razor
And why did you want to?
To cut your wrists?
Or even bleed to death
You wanted to bleed to death?
Yes I did
Why?
Because, I have nothing
(Yah, yah, yah)
I'm tired of here
Tired of living?
I'd like to try a new place
(Yah, yah, yah)
Bitches gon' lie, never show love
Said you gon' try, never showed up
Bet I be high, Dutch sewn up
G-R-E-Y done blown up
Feelings gon' die when I pop, pop, pop
Xa-Xan' to my mind, what I got, got, got
Le-left in my life, I be tired, tired, tired
Sev-sever my ties with the fye fye
Face, I'm never showing, stuck I'm smoking, always choking
Feel like all my life a loading, screen important, never notice
All my tendencies are broken, tracking, I ran out of hope, and
I don't never see the morning, I done severed the controlling of volition
I ain't missing out on wishing for the betterment of living
Ain't no vision in this sentence
Y'all be bitching, I be pissing out these motherfucking digits
Stay committed to the mission
Even though I'm fucking livid, never slipping, I'ma
Bad motherfucker with a Grey heart
Push away the sentiment, I'm killing what I came for
Leveled up bitch, I done changed floors
Ain't nobody want me, what the fuck I'm finna change for?
Come and try me better make sure
That you fucking kill me, I ain't stopping 'til ya face torn
I ain't ask God what to pray for
Mental steady raining, I ain't gotta check the radar
Tripping hella blotter, never holy but I God 'em
I got bitches out in Sodom, all your plays I know you bought 'em
Rich and I ain't from the bottom, DNA that's made from lava
Roll the blunt, it's like a column, hella green, and it ain't collared I
Numbing every day, never feel alive
I ain't seen love, what the feeling like
Drown in my thoughts, get the sea to rise
I'ma take yours and I'm getting mine
Deafening silence, I wish I could be
Comfortable in my own skin, I can't breathe
Ready, go 'head and make all of you bleed
Came in the scene, and I'm watching 'em flee
They all weak ain't admitting what they cannot be
'Cause they seep insecurity, seeking the first to be winning
Ain't getting too close, you ain't hurting me
I pray to God you ain't heard of me
A new place?
What new place do you mean?
Well well well, I expect to go to Hell
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Writer(s): Andrew Brent Moran
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