DGSBE
I can't
Feel myself
Thottys all
Around me
I can't
Kill myself
My mother
Wouldn't like me
So sad
Stockholm's for
A pint
A lean
Keep my bladee
Solace gang ain't no
Changin me
Keep da fame
Fuck da lames
Please pardon me
In my way
Cut em down
How i
Did da dreads
Writing songs
Insomniac always
Feelin dead
Old friends
Ex bitch
Stuck in
My head
Sweaty palms
From da yerk
Worlds in
My hands
I'm Nirvana
Who is you
If we
Talkin bands
Money stayed
Around even
When you
Switched up
Packed her bags
Blew me kiss
Told me
Goodluck
U so weird
Usa bitch usa
Dumb fuck
Making hits
Say they trash
You don't
Like none
Sorry babe
They can't
Play this
On da radio
He's up next
Oh boy
Got sum
Way to go
Sorry sis
I dont miss
Buss his
Cantaloupe
Bloody clips
Underground
Halos help
Em mm
Clips bloody
Heaven bound
Bright halos
On his head
So numb
Turnt down
Damn im
Still feelin dead
Bedrest concerts
In my room
Where da fans
Sellin out for a
Check but
Its all In
My head
Haunted friends
Benjamin's
Think this
Hell will
Never end
World spinnin
Beyblades
Grim reaper
Help us win
Crashout
Cuz it easy
Guess they
Luh way
I sin
Grimey dungeons
Believe In nothin
Believe in nothin
Believe in nothin
Unless nigga
Off dem meds
Believe in
Sum oh shit
Pop a pill now
I'm bussin
Miss da activist
Like my
First cousins
J.R wit
Da Danny dem my
Real buzzins
Notta blood
Nor a crip
Still thuggin
Solace cartel
Just me bummin
Solace cartel
Just me thumbin
Feel myself
Thottys all
Around me
I can't
Kill myself
My mother
Wouldn't like me
So sad
Stockholm's for
A pint
A lean
Keep my bladee
Solace gang ain't no
Changin me
Keep da fame
Fuck da lames
Please pardon me
In my way
Cut em down
How i
Did da dreads
Writing songs
Insomniac always
Feelin dead
Old friends
Ex bitch
Stuck in
My head
Sweaty palms
From da yerk
Worlds in
My hands
I'm Nirvana
Who is you
If we
Talkin bands
Money stayed
Around even
When you
Switched up
Packed her bags
Blew me kiss
Told me
Goodluck
U so weird
Usa bitch usa
Dumb fuck
Making hits
Say they trash
You don't
Like none
Sorry babe
They can't
Play this
On da radio
He's up next
Oh boy
Got sum
Way to go
Sorry sis
I dont miss
Buss his
Cantaloupe
Bloody clips
Underground
Halos help
Em mm
Clips bloody
Heaven bound
Bright halos
On his head
So numb
Turnt down
Damn im
Still feelin dead
Bedrest concerts
In my room
Where da fans
Sellin out for a
Check but
Its all In
My head
Haunted friends
Benjamin's
Think this
Hell will
Never end
World spinnin
Beyblades
Grim reaper
Help us win
Crashout
Cuz it easy
Guess they
Luh way
I sin
Grimey dungeons
Believe In nothin
Believe in nothin
Believe in nothin
Unless nigga
Off dem meds
Believe in
Sum oh shit
Pop a pill now
I'm bussin
Miss da activist
Like my
First cousins
J.R wit
Da Danny dem my
Real buzzins
Notta blood
Nor a crip
Still thuggin
Solace cartel
Just me bummin
Solace cartel
Just me thumbin
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Writer(s): Cartier Yancy
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