Mindbender's Ambition
Since my motherfucking birth I've always had the same ambition
Cash and hoes and jewels, hella crates of ammunition
A rope that's tight around my throat, a savage need to kill
A motherfuckin' crown of thorns and a couple dozen pills
My-My brother is the same, he's the sickest man I know
He'll snatch your fucking chain and beat your ass just for the show
He'll kick a fucking bitch just because he felt too much
I could say that he done lost his mind, product of the dope, uh
My heart broke so many times that I cannot shed more tissue
I'm accused of causing harm when I heal, and that's an issue
For that reason I will die, hurting people as I can
Bitches think I'm doing fine, getting fucked up as a man
I done overused my dose and I don't really give a fuck
Always damaging myself, mane, I love abusing drugs
When I die, bury me with a fucking rotten blade
I'm about to shank a sucker when they take me out the grave
I got motherfuckers talking shit, mane, they wish they could be me
Feeling just like Casper, ain't nobody who wan' see me
Spark a fuckin' blunt and smoke it 'til it melts my fingers
I been popping Perc 30's like I leveled up my skill tree
I ain't got no fuckin' coupe, bitch, I pull up in a Wraith
Watch me duck a hoe, for a bitch ain't got no faith
Plenty trauma on my arm, gotta harm me any way
Washed my soul on heavy cycle but the stain won't go away, uh
What a stupid way of thinking, doing things the best I can
What you do if your shit sinking? Or if just isn't enough?
Can you tell me what you expecting? Why you always seeking love?
Never tired of pussy licking, doing bitches bad again
Serving crack until I break, living poorly till I'm dead
Ain't a thing about my mind, I just love the taste of lead
I will burn my fucking blunt
Say you're sorry, fucking cunt
I can make a ton of bread, but that'll never be enough, uh
Cash and hoes and jewels, hella crates of ammunition
A rope that's tight around my throat, a savage need to kill
A motherfuckin' crown of thorns and a couple dozen pills
My-My brother is the same, he's the sickest man I know
He'll snatch your fucking chain and beat your ass just for the show
He'll kick a fucking bitch just because he felt too much
I could say that he done lost his mind, product of the dope, uh
My heart broke so many times that I cannot shed more tissue
I'm accused of causing harm when I heal, and that's an issue
For that reason I will die, hurting people as I can
Bitches think I'm doing fine, getting fucked up as a man
I done overused my dose and I don't really give a fuck
Always damaging myself, mane, I love abusing drugs
When I die, bury me with a fucking rotten blade
I'm about to shank a sucker when they take me out the grave
I got motherfuckers talking shit, mane, they wish they could be me
Feeling just like Casper, ain't nobody who wan' see me
Spark a fuckin' blunt and smoke it 'til it melts my fingers
I been popping Perc 30's like I leveled up my skill tree
I ain't got no fuckin' coupe, bitch, I pull up in a Wraith
Watch me duck a hoe, for a bitch ain't got no faith
Plenty trauma on my arm, gotta harm me any way
Washed my soul on heavy cycle but the stain won't go away, uh
What a stupid way of thinking, doing things the best I can
What you do if your shit sinking? Or if just isn't enough?
Can you tell me what you expecting? Why you always seeking love?
Never tired of pussy licking, doing bitches bad again
Serving crack until I break, living poorly till I'm dead
Ain't a thing about my mind, I just love the taste of lead
I will burn my fucking blunt
Say you're sorry, fucking cunt
I can make a ton of bread, but that'll never be enough, uh
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Writer(s): Isaac Lopez
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