F**k Fate
Bitch I don't fucking get it I don't fucking get why
I gotta be the fucking guy, got to set this shit right
Too many people all up in my face
I gotta push em back
I'm gonna make sure that you mother fuckers know that I'm that guy
Stacking up the plates, got some bitches I got to take out
I stabbed em in the chest, pushed him down and pulled the stake out
I'm gonna be blowing it up
Ain't no evidence behind
Been working on craft, now my shit is all refined
When I'm looking in the mirror, I don't see a fucking face
I just see fucking void, all consumed with fucking hate
I'm just searching for a purpose feeling worthless every day
I don't want to be deserted I just want be okay
Feel okay with my feelings
Not feel like im gonna die
Not feel like gonna cry
Not be the one gonna lie
Got a girl to take care of
Pussy red like marinara
And I can't stop staring uh
M E T T E that's me
Only Skinwalker left in the whole valley
And I ain't even there, they just know its my grounds
If they stop in my town they gon catch these live rounds
I only weigh five pounds
But I own five towns
Now the forest is my throne and my antlers are my crown
Boy you better fucking book it
Before I catch you after dark
I know what you're gonna say
Boy don't even fucking start
Never gave a fuck
Always never been enough
Now my skin is tough
Got your body in a hidden bluff
PeelingFlesh up in my ears
Slam my face into a wall
Hit 'em all
Skin em all
Little bit of rohypnol
You don't know even fucking know me I don't want you to act like you do
Even when I'm feeling fucking lonely I don't want no fucking phony ass friendship
Man I been bent over backwards
Sent to the backwoods
Been like this since the kid in the scrap book
Is there land to defend, I don't have none
I don't have guns
I got five ones
I gotta be the fucking guy, got to set this shit right
Too many people all up in my face
I gotta push em back
I'm gonna make sure that you mother fuckers know that I'm that guy
Stacking up the plates, got some bitches I got to take out
I stabbed em in the chest, pushed him down and pulled the stake out
I'm gonna be blowing it up
Ain't no evidence behind
Been working on craft, now my shit is all refined
When I'm looking in the mirror, I don't see a fucking face
I just see fucking void, all consumed with fucking hate
I'm just searching for a purpose feeling worthless every day
I don't want to be deserted I just want be okay
Feel okay with my feelings
Not feel like im gonna die
Not feel like gonna cry
Not be the one gonna lie
Got a girl to take care of
Pussy red like marinara
And I can't stop staring uh
M E T T E that's me
Only Skinwalker left in the whole valley
And I ain't even there, they just know its my grounds
If they stop in my town they gon catch these live rounds
I only weigh five pounds
But I own five towns
Now the forest is my throne and my antlers are my crown
Boy you better fucking book it
Before I catch you after dark
I know what you're gonna say
Boy don't even fucking start
Never gave a fuck
Always never been enough
Now my skin is tough
Got your body in a hidden bluff
PeelingFlesh up in my ears
Slam my face into a wall
Hit 'em all
Skin em all
Little bit of rohypnol
You don't know even fucking know me I don't want you to act like you do
Even when I'm feeling fucking lonely I don't want no fucking phony ass friendship
Man I been bent over backwards
Sent to the backwoods
Been like this since the kid in the scrap book
Is there land to defend, I don't have none
I don't have guns
I got five ones
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Writer(s): Haydan Autry
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