LYRICS:
I got my blunt hitting right cause I'm dying from coughing
Bitches on my dick
But
Ima keep on walking
I can't waste no time up on a hoe
She gone try to take me from my homies and my goals
Acting bold real quick
I Got my gun on my hip
I spray it 50 to yo dome
And a 10 to yo whip
I wanna go home
Not a ambulance
They got me piped up in the back on some Ambien
I'm getting drowsy on the beat
But
I'm still talking
Walking
I Pistol whip yo family
Need caution
I'm a Problem kid
I got some problems in my mental
Give me options then
I'm not on Vicodin or tramadol
I'm sober in my crib hittin' blunts
That been all
Don't know what the rumors been
Don't hit me when you fall down
Don't hit me when you fall down

And I best not see you coming from the shadows that im ducking
I'm running
Cause I ain't nobody you wanna fuck
Wit
I'm evil when i'm not around
Nobody , guess who
Ima fuck yo momma and yo shawty, been thru

I got my blunt hitting right cause I'm dying from coughing
Bitches on my dick
but
ima keep on walking
I can't waste no time up on a hoe
She gone try to take me from my homies and my goals
Acting bold real quick
I Got my gun on my hip
I spray it 50 to yo dome
And a 10 to yo whip
I wanna go home

Thoughts & Bad Remedies

I Feel Like Umbreon

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I feel like Umbreon (prod. peppi)

you dead now 
ain’t as cool as you hoped though 

i can’t even look at you 
it wasn’t shedding, you just got let down 
but i expected that and more so
now what 
you still feel like picking that crown up 
left on the ground
dying for what makes you proud 
but the lord knows 
there was mold in ya basket 
been abandoned, tore up and ravaged 
read/red signs still breezing past it
drastic losses didn’t bat shit 
no maintenance, now it’s the bats crib
so you surprised you getting foreclosed on?

back to earth 
tryna get points 
stepping over the line 
overselling what ya basket worth 
sister baptized 
still prolly won’t bring me back to church 
look to god and ask why life is blind and dispatches hurt 
lately mainly in form of crackin my back at work 
im really grateful though 
i can even get back to work 
and make plans 
seeing faces ion really shake hands 
doctor said at my birth 
did a backflip after i breakdanced 
soon as i make it 
price is hiking 
talking 2,000 a letter typed 
every brush on the page a stipend
just for hand strain 
motherfucker i’m charging 8 grand 
multiplied by the seconds in time it took to write it 
decree is/crius to
 bar out any titan 
of they liking 
got no likeness to em
or maybe i don’t try to like it

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The Gallows (feat. Dead Poet Devil)

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DONOTELLO