Cemetery Dawn
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
They ask how i'm-
They ask how i'm moving I tell 'em i'm cruising bitch
Tryna find the fuckin' ceiling i'm used to this
4g of mushies in my pockets got me roofless
Getting head from an undead ho' she toothless
2 days ago I woke up in a cemetery
Bitch I ain't fuckin' jokin' really woke up in the cemetery
Ima put it as the cover pic
Took a couple shots and I was fuckin' gone quick
Why the fuck i'm doin' this without tolerance?
For fuck boys I don't got no fuckin' tolerance
I was tryna dig my grave by the days end
Watch the rain fall, fuck i'm have to start again
She told me "bae i'm bi-curious" (ay)
I feel you bae I think i'm high-curious (ay)
'Less you playin' with my money it ain't serious
But fuck round with my money, shit gon' get serious
Fuckin' 'round lacing tryna locate death for days man
I black-out whenever I drink so I can't
Touch that bottle too often
So I pop fuckin' M, get my jaw lockin'
Gamble life, flip dice
Tried to sell my soul twice
Devil didn't want it
I said "fuck you pussy", started stuntin
He came back around and was like "damn you gon' be running shit"
I said back the fuck up
You ain't had no part in this
Yeah
Yeah
They ask how i'm-
They ask how i'm moving I tell 'em i'm cruising bitch
Tryna find the fuckin' ceiling i'm used to this
4g of mushies in my pockets got me roofless
Getting head from an undead ho' she toothless
2 days ago I woke up in a cemetery
Bitch I ain't fuckin' jokin' really woke up in the cemetery
Ima put it as the cover pic
Took a couple shots and I was fuckin' gone quick
Why the fuck i'm doin' this without tolerance?
For fuck boys I don't got no fuckin' tolerance
I was tryna dig my grave by the days end
Watch the rain fall, fuck i'm have to start again
She told me "bae i'm bi-curious" (ay)
I feel you bae I think i'm high-curious (ay)
'Less you playin' with my money it ain't serious
But fuck round with my money, shit gon' get serious
Fuckin' 'round lacing tryna locate death for days man
I black-out whenever I drink so I can't
Touch that bottle too often
So I pop fuckin' M, get my jaw lockin'
Gamble life, flip dice
Tried to sell my soul twice
Devil didn't want it
I said "fuck you pussy", started stuntin
He came back around and was like "damn you gon' be running shit"
I said back the fuck up
You ain't had no part in this
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Writer(s): Will Boyd
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