the beat is super malicious 🤘🏾🔥 

Hook:
Comin up out the sticks
Gotta get a grip
As the clock ticks
Pistol whip they lip
Comin up out the sticks 
Gotta get a grip
As the clock ticks
Pistol whip they lip

Verse 1:
I've been trynna chill
But bitch I might kill
Leave ya face lookin still
I've been trynna feel
I could never heal
Now I wanna hear em squeal 
Time to steal they soul
I find myself back in this hole
All these visions have taken they toll
Now I gotta fuckin know
How the fuck I'm gonna grow
When I've been so low
I've always been so cold
I could never fold
When it was drugs I sold
Had to get it fast
Knowin it won't last
Can't leave shit in the past
That lead to my demise
That mothafucka I'll always despise
Watch one day there'll be a surprise

PUT EM IN A BODY BAG
PUT EM IN A BODY BAG
PUT EM IN A BODY BAG
BURY EM OUT BACK
BURY EM OUT BACK
BURY EM OUT BACK

x2(Hook):
Comin up out the sticks
Gotta get a grip
As the clock ticks
Pistol whip they lip
Comin up out the sticks 
Gotta get a grip
As the clock ticks
Pistol whip they lip

Hook:
Comin up out the sticks
Gotta get a grip
As the clock ticks
Pistol whip they lip
Comin up out the sticks 
Gotta get a grip
As the clock ticks
Pistol whip they lip

Verse 2:
I see reality in a different way
I hear things in the wall say
Prayers every single day
Got the old god's in my brain
Got the mark of cane
I'll never be the same
Ancient knowledge in my head
I don't understand what is said
Might as well end up dead
Spirits make their way in my dream
Showin me their face with a scream
There's always this theme
I just wish they would leave
This is the season to grieve

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