lyrics- 

run up lil bitch, ima make shit rip
dont question my health, ima real sick prick
nigga think he got it, so he made a sneak diss
i be writing lyrics, while i take a quick piss
dont big mouth, cause i break shit
all these fuck boys test my patience
shorty lost, needa learn the basis 
when you breathe, feeding my hatred
aint fucking with niggas, aint GYC
run it up, stupid bitch watch him DIE
blow the scene want a piece of the PIE
i can ether any nigga, saying c’est la vie
aint take shit, you a cap ass
cut the bitch off, she got a flat ass
bitch dumb as fuck, so i passed that
fuck yo soul, bitch cause i have that

hold on, lil nigga you gotta get with it
the demons they whisper, they told me
your digits
runnin yo crib, on a mission, to take out the weirdos, and make em go missing
better go double yo spite, cause you cannot
run it, resorting to dissing
niggas be sending the hate, im watching the numbers, and whip in the kitchen

why do they question my mental
i really hate niggas aint minding their business
then they go me calling crazy when blade and your skin get to meet and they kissing

i dont give no fuck what no nigga gotta say
boy 
fucking up the scene, hear us coming, yelling GRAVE boy
stomping all these fake ass rappers, putting them shame boy
i cannot stick with ya if you go acting fake boy

GRAVE (prod. JTHOM)

anger is my paintbrush
the beat is a blank canvas 
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