Playa's Regalia

Lately I been feeling like I don't know who I am
What the fuck's my purpose? Will I ever get to understand?
This fucking never-ending pain has changed me, maybe for the best
But this isn't what I wanted, put my heart back in my chest
My drug addiction is getting worse and I can't seem to find a way
It feels like I'm forever cursed, I want to find myself again
I can feel it getting close, I think it's time to bid farewell
When I rest beneath the ground, would you weep upon my grave?
(Would you weep upon my grave?)

Golden ain't an option, for as long I got my body
In my skin I got corruption, I can't sit on a Bugatti
I will wander around this world, to this bitch I'm not connected
To my purpose shape this form, satisfied until perfected
I got that itch that will never sit still
Even though I'm selling crack, I just cannot pay my bills
Don't you ever try to stop me 'cause I have a hollow tip
And I can ricochet that bitch to make y'all swallow couple pills
Taking care of my addiction, watch this playa take your grills, uh



Credits
Writer(s): Angel Olivares, Isaac Lopez, Ultra Be Thy Name
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