Production & Vocals By ℒund 
Song Title - Weep
Lyrics
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two slit wrists
with a scythe
to fucked up 
had to leave this life
(x2)

its no joke 
to low
i can’t cope
smoke dope
for the pain
1 glock 1 shot
point it straight 
at my brain
do not resuscitate 
told u dont hesitate 
i put a end to 
the voice in my head
nobody ever listen
what i said

i don’t really fuck with the rest 
young kid flex
put the blade to ya neck
1 more step bitch
you loose your head
no one remember 
the shit that u did

bury bodies
stack em 4-wide   
why they bitch busy 
hit my phone line
i been getting money 
off my own time
you should stop biting 
and stick with 
your own rhymes

shorty you looking so thick
baby come grind on this dick
let me take u back to my hotel
lay u down fuck u good 
till that pussy swell

i made myself what i am
i turned myself into the man
i made this dough in my hand
but still you don’t understand
dont understand

it takes
dedication & some discipline 
talent, drugs and experience
but tbh living life I’m sick of it
even if moneys still coming in
even tho people still bump my shit
fuck the world
death sound luxurious    
look in my eyes
if you don’t think I’m serious
thats why…

Weep

Artist & Producer
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