Hell On Earth (feat. Noaah)
Stuck inside my home
Questioning where all the hoes at?
I just want a Prozac pop it eyes roll back
Pop it eyes roll back
Lil sick stick bitch sitting on the porch
Hitting hella fucking rips
Taking sips I can't afford ugh
Liver fucked
I've been living fucked for a minute
When I try to fuck take a minute then I finish
Give a bitch my heart got me feeling like a tenant
Knew it from the start I've been lurking for a witness
Ima unload untold
I'm a dark soul
Living in the cold
Narcos fill the console
I've been on my own
Ima roam till I'm gone
Call my fucking phone
And you know you get that tone hoe
Know you get that tone
Coming at me with that tone
Can't go back to all alone
I'm tryna have you for my own
It's a hard world hard truth
Hard pill to swallow
I can probably manage if I grab another bottle
I'll be fine I'm alright long as you by me tomorrow
I be walking on a tight rope
Probably hard to follow
Wonder where my mind go
I should probably call it
Alcoholics Narcotics no anonymous shit about it
Ima prolly grab a fork and shove that shit into my outlet
I'm the plug
(Plug)
Run around your city slanging drugs bitch what's up
(What's up)
Don't ask what's in my cup
Put a laugh up on your mug
And get you backed up in the mud
Bitch
Questioning where all the hoes at?
I just want a Prozac pop it eyes roll back
Pop it eyes roll back
Lil sick stick bitch sitting on the porch
Hitting hella fucking rips
Taking sips I can't afford ugh
Liver fucked
I've been living fucked for a minute
When I try to fuck take a minute then I finish
Give a bitch my heart got me feeling like a tenant
Knew it from the start I've been lurking for a witness
Ima unload untold
I'm a dark soul
Living in the cold
Narcos fill the console
I've been on my own
Ima roam till I'm gone
Call my fucking phone
And you know you get that tone hoe
Know you get that tone
Coming at me with that tone
Can't go back to all alone
I'm tryna have you for my own
It's a hard world hard truth
Hard pill to swallow
I can probably manage if I grab another bottle
I'll be fine I'm alright long as you by me tomorrow
I be walking on a tight rope
Probably hard to follow
Wonder where my mind go
I should probably call it
Alcoholics Narcotics no anonymous shit about it
Ima prolly grab a fork and shove that shit into my outlet
I'm the plug
(Plug)
Run around your city slanging drugs bitch what's up
(What's up)
Don't ask what's in my cup
Put a laugh up on your mug
And get you backed up in the mud
Bitch
Credits
Writer(s): Lukas Sisemore
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