fuck off

i don’t see you in my cross hairs 

aiming my reticle 
she suck my testicals 
popping those xanax 
i feel like i’m heavy shit 
wanting a second but they do not fuck with it 
they say a lot of shit please do not start with it 
i am not feeling the shit that they talking 
i might go shoot at their crib like the rockets 
most of the shit that i talk out of pocket 
you get offended then you just a pussy 
flexing a weapon but you will not pop it 
twisting up necks they can’t speak like a bop it 
i choke that bitch but she yelling to stop it 
i want the life that you living right now 
“you got the nerve to talk shit in this town?”
you’re not the picture i wanted i crop it
launch at your throat and i’m stabbing at everything 
bitch 

give me a second 
i’m smoking on dody
you bitch she been knew me 
but you do not know me 
i fuck with pressure but you can come n suck me 
i love a sober life i live that right now 
y’all are so sucked in the mother fucking sound 
you got no message no family around 
when i come round best grip to the ground 
i got my feet to the mother fucking temple 
even my mother aware that i’m mental 
keep up the talking i’ll bust out the dentals 



you’re so impressive you got all your money up 
working with clowns in the scene you’re a runner up
god exists and he cannot go fuck with us 
(x2) 
bleach your eyes no seeing the limits bitch 
god is real cannot pierce my mind 
in that time i need peace of mind 
cannot feel what i can’t touch 
numbness luck is just a bitch 
everyone dies by their fucking lonely 
you’re in the ground

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