american psycho

If you wonder where i been
I was busy with a bitch
But that shit don't get me paid
So i left her for the streets
I was lacking for a minute
But i had to up my stick
Looked the reaper in the face
One more year until i pay
I just sold my soul to the lord of the flies
Brand new .44 i empty right at your disguise
I might hit the bowl and then i'll face 20 lines
They like LOAT! you finna die
I'm like fuck it i'm alright
I'm alright
Someone tell me, am I near the end?
I ain't scared of dying i'm just scared of making friends
I feel like the sky fell down while i bled
I can hear the angels calling out to death
Someone tell me, am I near the end?
I ain't scared of dying i'm just scared of making friends
I feel like the sky fell down while i bled
I can hear the angels calling out to death

Let me aim it I won't miss it
I'm in love with crazy bitches
They in love with all my digits like
I could tell her baby listen
Hold the glock with straight precision
Blade for blade don't pray forgiveness like
That's the shit that pay for business
I got hoes up in this industry
That know i got no limits like
Everyday got different bitches
Different pills a different sentence
And my glock got different switches
I got bloodlust
I can't find myself right now
Let the blood rush
Through my head right now
I said someone, can you help me out
I been thinking suicide is the only way out
Someone tell me, am I near the end?
I ain't scared of dying i'm just scared of making friends
I feel like the sky fell down while i bled
I can hear the angels calling out to death
Someone tell me, am I near the end?
I ain't scared of dying i'm just scared of making friends
I feel like the sky fell down while i bled
I can hear the angels calling out to death



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