FOUL.PLAY
Aye, aye
Yuh, aye
Yeah, fuck you bitch
Mm, aye
Fuck you bitch, aye aye
You ain't shit (you ain't shit)
I am lit and n- next to bitches (oh, oh)
I am good (oh, oh)
I'm from the hood huh (my home, my home)
Yeah I'm from the west, bitch (the west, the west)
I am the best, bitch (the best, the best)
No turning back all alone on my way to hell
Just kidding but I hate myself
If I told you that, you'd only tell me that doesn't help
Now the bruise turn into "oh well"
My emotions melt and I ain't the same doe
Everybody's bones break the same
Every critic gonna hate the same
Just like every rapper tryna' make the same shit
I'm harder than nails in my empty ash tray
Try to bargin the sale end up with a lengthy cash pay
I'm a martyr it's fatal cemetery where I lay
I had an un-silent death, was screamin' cigarette's like "foul play"
Oh you want that fake shit? Just listen to drake
I'ma stay humble in my lane and blow my head open with Kurt Cobain
Tear my bloody heart, I'll dip my pen in it, and write a story
Blood to ink my hearts now on my sleeve, I'm feelin like E-40
You feel that it's some horror-core? Please, a fuckin metaphor
Read a dictionary then come to me later, por favor
No one want's to speak up, so fuck it, I tried to kick the bucket
Not ashamed, I never tuck it, nine got me a chopper gunner
I don't got a nine, but I'm chewin' these bullets
Not involved in crime but I'm still in their booklets
Do not fuck with me I'm not an internet rapper who's not about his shit
You gonna wish you hadn't told that crooked bitch, bitch
Yuh, aye
Yeah, fuck you bitch
Mm, aye
Fuck you bitch, aye aye
You ain't shit (you ain't shit)
I am lit and n- next to bitches (oh, oh)
I am good (oh, oh)
I'm from the hood huh (my home, my home)
Yeah I'm from the west, bitch (the west, the west)
I am the best, bitch (the best, the best)
No turning back all alone on my way to hell
Just kidding but I hate myself
If I told you that, you'd only tell me that doesn't help
Now the bruise turn into "oh well"
My emotions melt and I ain't the same doe
Everybody's bones break the same
Every critic gonna hate the same
Just like every rapper tryna' make the same shit
I'm harder than nails in my empty ash tray
Try to bargin the sale end up with a lengthy cash pay
I'm a martyr it's fatal cemetery where I lay
I had an un-silent death, was screamin' cigarette's like "foul play"
Oh you want that fake shit? Just listen to drake
I'ma stay humble in my lane and blow my head open with Kurt Cobain
Tear my bloody heart, I'll dip my pen in it, and write a story
Blood to ink my hearts now on my sleeve, I'm feelin like E-40
You feel that it's some horror-core? Please, a fuckin metaphor
Read a dictionary then come to me later, por favor
No one want's to speak up, so fuck it, I tried to kick the bucket
Not ashamed, I never tuck it, nine got me a chopper gunner
I don't got a nine, but I'm chewin' these bullets
Not involved in crime but I'm still in their booklets
Do not fuck with me I'm not an internet rapper who's not about his shit
You gonna wish you hadn't told that crooked bitch, bitch
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Writer(s): Reece Bramley
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