Lyrics:

Ive been

Hiding

Fuckin up my mind I can barely sleep

Hypno-

Tyzing

Caught me day dreamin when Im trying to think

Reachin for-

The Horizin

Another dead nigga I ain't gotta be

Surviving

Heartless

Nigga what you sew is what you bouta reap

Ok

Gettin hard to stand in this bitch
  
And they  standin at attention for this man to get his lick

Lowkey bought to fuckin spazz up in this whip

Starin at the dash and all my plans have gone to shit

I don't give a fuck

I don't give a damn

Niggas throw them rocks and then they rocking like they been a fan

Get a couple of bands and then they throw you to the masses

Nigga think its sweet

They drip like Molasses

Honestly Im missing out on bags

Run it up

I'm coming up

I fuckin it up on cam

Honestly Im runnin out of ways to fucking cope

They way my niggas praise my tracks Im feelin like the pope

Look at TV

They won't believe me 

Flipin that switch

Now they wanna be me

Beep Beep

Move it out the way bitch cannot please me

I don't need to love 

I don't need to heebie geebies

Im gettin real tired of this

Pourin my life and Im gettin back a 5th

Getting real tired of this shit

Climing up in time but then I feel im in a ditch

Gettin real tired of this

Pourin my life and Im gettin back a 5th

Im getting real tired of this shit

Climbing up in time but then I feel im in a ditch

Ok

Gettin hard to stand in this bitch
  
And they standin at attention for this man to get his lick

Lowkey bought to fuckin spazz up in this whip

Starin at the dash and all my plans have gone to shit

I don't give a fuck

I don't give a damn

Niggas throw them rocks and then they rocking like they been a fan

Get a couple of bands and then they throw you to the masses

Nigga think its sweet

They drip like Molasses

No way
    
Jose

Bitch not

Today

Ill die

Ill fade

Get out

My face

And I 

Can't see

What I'm 

Too be

But I

Believe 

That I

Am you 

And you are me

Bitch we dying in fire tonight

And only takes one twist of the knife

Way too late to try and put up a fight

Bitch WHo said I was past  Suicide


Tried to chase my fears with all that Hennessey

Had  to chase my friends and then I knew that they was dead to me

Lookin at my path I doubled back

Really had a blast until you stabbed me in the back

Straight addictive poisons yeah I knew that shit was lead to me

Drown it out with sound

That just where my head will be

That shit be the death of me

That shit got the best of me

Please don't resurrect

 If I do another thing twice nigga I can't rest in peace 






Molasses

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Gorenadeit/Goremadeit
Artist/Producer/Audio Engineer Since 
Summer 2017 𝕲𝖔𝖗𝖊™

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