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Hate Me 2

prod by Slugwurf
feat. @funeral

(ex)
Imma spin his shit until I kill em all
Now I'm dizzy yo
I don't go outside unless I'm masked up
Fuck my city yo
Imma call my lil sister up
To put some bullets in your main hoe
Put a 50 on a choppa now its sounding like a drum roll
762 singing really loud 
Got so many bullets I could take out the whole crowd
I like getting really high I like the clouds
Gotta a lotta snow don't need a shovel or a plow
Even peep the shit behind me like an Owl

Never miss a shot
I think the Army prolly want me
Keep on dying and I keep on comin back
I'm like a zombie
Kind of lookin like a zombie
Thinkin I'm doin too much xtsy
50 titty on the Glock I always got it next to me
Antisocial I cant do the hoein 
Come get yo bitch because she texting me
Unless yo ass a god or sum why the fuck you testing me?
Imma cut you up like I'm a slashing build on 2k
I don't fuck with fronts
Nah i don't fuck with overdue pay

(funeral)
Ima shooter, I got fye on me like cops do
If he wanted smoke wit me, fuck it like he get dropped too yuh
I'm alone I ain't got nobody to talk to yuh
Ion fuck wit nobody like they walk thru yuh

Choppa on me drive thru, I shoot thru the drive thru
Iron on me drive thru, baby ion like you
Tell yo friend to fuck wit me, like fuck it, ion mind you
I can't start to understand all the shit that my mind do

Like what the fuck is that
Fuck it ho, my bad 

(ex)
Sorry hoe my bad
If police pull us over you gon have to claim my bag
Always got a pole on me but if you get to close to me 
Then yo ass still can end up stabbed
Imma dump until its empty and then use the other mag
Imma shoot until its empty
I gotta another in my bag so please don't tempt me
I got a problem with my thoughts
I think I got a problem with me
Bitch I'm sick as fuck my head fucked up
And it aint finna stop until I'm six feet underground
I been drinking so much I'm finna drown 
Gotta another bloody nose I feel like Millie Bobby Brown
11 different strains 11 pounds
I can make yo ass go missin
And they all gon think that you went out of town

introvert ft. funeral

i shut myself off, dead
ion feel nun at all
til my eyes cry red
i feel dead by default
til i'm drained out, bled
i still take all the fault
you can blame me instead
i should take all the fault

i never call, we never talk
i never wanted that, i swear
i swear it's off, i swear we're still the same, i thought
thought we'd be over this, i swear it's all my fault
it's all my fault. i always act like i forgot

bitch i'm way more than pissed off
i got fifty in this drum inside my pistol
i'm so close to breaking my streak, cut my wrist raw
i pray to this sawed off, how i hope it blow your lips off

this bitch so psychotic, almost lost it, ion give a fuck
i could kill you right now where you stand, like is you down or what
i hope that you understand that you're way past just fucking up
i know deep inside you're so depressed, lil bitch just suck it up
swear to god bitch suck it up

we're on different pages
but the same book
i'm waiting
for you to find out
what i did, i'm impatient
i should show you
its ok, i'm still sorry
i thought we, had an understanding
i'm sorry

suck it up

ex
ex-tremities
what doesn't kill u makes it worse
@bigex2

introvert ft. funeral

extremities

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