AND ON TOP OF ALL MY MENTAL ILLNESSES MY 💭 ARE RACING

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ARMISTICE x 903GRIM (PROD. MAXIMIZACION)

I cant deny anymore I be to high I be ridin to slow 
Ready to die got my eyes goin low runnin out of supply so I call I up the bro 

He said he ain’t got no mo 
I’m runnin dry call the plug for some blow 
Cuttin up lines snorting 2 in a row 
Got the drip I be up I be cloggin my nose 

Cruisin by shootin the scene 
Aim at your boys like a daily routine 
Causin up havoc I’m stuck in between 
Got no hoes man shit tragic I pop me a bean 


If I’m not first then you last 
Tossed in the dirt 
became one with the grass 
Flirt with the worms 
All my time in the past 
Didn’t value my worth 
I fucked off from my path 

schizophrenic got no shame 
Loosin my battles I’m going insane 
Im self destructive messed up Im the brain 
Always feelin erratic got nothin to gain 

Hoe you got turned to a stain 
I think it’s funny how death entertain 
Run up yo money no need to exchange 
And you always look dusty go get you a wage 


Up in the Back in all black 
Ride el Camino ain’t no cadillac 
You just a bum all the shit that you lack 
Got you up inna wood I be smokin a pac 

Stuffin you up inna zag 
light up my blunt 
as im loadin the mag 
Don’t fuck with ya for a matter of fact 
When yo bitch let me smack 
I’m the biggest she had 

Ride with the grip I got me a clip 
Every danger Stolo be the whip 
I be fuckin lit 
off ya man and now he don’t exist 
On some fossil shit 
Fuck a hoe I never need a bitch 
You just avarage yuh
Twistin up fingers 
I’m pulling the trigger 
Do you hear the whispers 
Im getting the shivers 
I’m out with the sinners 
I got me a Glock 
Yo bitch giving me top 
Eat the kids like it’s dinner 

Creep trough the block got the Glock on my watch cuss my ops always givin me urges 

Safety unlocked just incase it get hot 
So don’t ask me why im lookin nervous 


Ain’t gettin caught when I run up yo spot 
No one cares cuss you always been worthless 

Go head and rot no one go to yo spot 
You a lame sucka always been bogus 


Grabbin the semi you fuckas that envy 
Get hit with the remy buckshots I got plenty 
I just Took 12 pillies I’m letting you know 
blow trough yo head and the lead will explode 

Crazy to you but I’m used to it tho 
Turned off my feelings and lost the remote 
got no control I be lost in my zone 
I been all to my own one day I will be gone 


I don’t condone fuck up the beat
Make my own metronome 

Spit out some heat rocking Louis Vuitton 
LSD sheets and I’m way to beyond 
Homie I’m gone 

Out with the past leavin a bitch when she down is a blast 
I’m riding up from the ground I feel trashed 
Bitch I’m corrupt 
Don’t got no trust 
Sippin on mud

NEVER AGAIN x 903GRIM (PROD. TRACKPROS)

TBN MURDA

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