Mask
I've been out all night
I ain't going alone
I don't answer the phone
Hop into my ride
Let me take you away
Let me take you today
You don't gotta fight
You don't gotta listen
To mindless dishing
It's gon be alright
If you get your bread up
And keep your head up
Walk into my house I feel like an alien
But I gotta go inside
And I gotta fake again
I ain't ever scared
My vision's impaired
I got on them vans
Got dreads in my hair
I let them lay down
Lay down from my head
I can keep my frown
Away from my shed
I ain't ever scared
My vision's impaired
I got on them vans
Got dreads in my hair
I let them lay down
Lay down from my head
I can keep my frown
Away from my shed
I know I can tell you I'm numb
You know I can tell when you're bummed
They all try to hide when it's done
I'll be back inside
"I'm too young"
I be riding round with my bros
Locked up in a box with my woes
I got hella bread in my coat
Coke drip from my nose
I'm the goat
You say you love me
Man that's crazy
Cause I ain't seen you
Going brazy
Mix pills with the shrooms
I'm on my Juice shit
I'll die in my room
From hollow blue tips
Sixteen
Bottles, I'm busting
I whip
Just like a Russian
No orange
Soda, I'm crushing
Was born in a life of destruction
My bad
Didn't know you was clutching
I had
That straight robitussin
My tatts
I feel when you touch me
My ass
Was in the ground
Trust me
I ain't going alone
I don't answer the phone
Hop into my ride
Let me take you away
Let me take you today
You don't gotta fight
You don't gotta listen
To mindless dishing
It's gon be alright
If you get your bread up
And keep your head up
Walk into my house I feel like an alien
But I gotta go inside
And I gotta fake again
I ain't ever scared
My vision's impaired
I got on them vans
Got dreads in my hair
I let them lay down
Lay down from my head
I can keep my frown
Away from my shed
I ain't ever scared
My vision's impaired
I got on them vans
Got dreads in my hair
I let them lay down
Lay down from my head
I can keep my frown
Away from my shed
I know I can tell you I'm numb
You know I can tell when you're bummed
They all try to hide when it's done
I'll be back inside
"I'm too young"
I be riding round with my bros
Locked up in a box with my woes
I got hella bread in my coat
Coke drip from my nose
I'm the goat
You say you love me
Man that's crazy
Cause I ain't seen you
Going brazy
Mix pills with the shrooms
I'm on my Juice shit
I'll die in my room
From hollow blue tips
Sixteen
Bottles, I'm busting
I whip
Just like a Russian
No orange
Soda, I'm crushing
Was born in a life of destruction
My bad
Didn't know you was clutching
I had
That straight robitussin
My tatts
I feel when you touch me
My ass
Was in the ground
Trust me
Credits
Writer(s): Hippie Jayy
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