i been speaking on money. you chase bitches
nigga like me i love to pull triggers
i keep the glick on my side ima go get em
these niggas talk shit but i roll niggas
ar15 on my side i wanna show niggas
been smokin exotic out the bowl nigga
ivvys my dawg u know ima roll wit him

niggas my .. (uh)
niggas my seeds can’t fuck with them
bitch we too up u can’t catch up with us
stop talkin bout money u can’t even touch
just took a xan. yeah i popped me a bus
i keep a glick cs i don’t like to fuss
boy u a bitch i can see u ain tough
i’m just tryna get to the money n such


might make a paypal to hit me a juug
might take a perc i don’t care bout life
wake up at 4:30 just tryna die
they think that i’m dying when they look at my eyes
killing myself cs i’m tired of crying
young nigga tired of being alive
i need an addy to focus on mine
really miss when i was snorting the lines

if it’s money on me come n take off my head
i’m wakin up n i’m tryna be dead
don’t come to my house if u talk to the feds
i’m stuck off the pills so i’m deep in my head
cuttin myself cus i’m tryna see red
might put a x (ecstasy) in my face instead 
it really feels like we boutta fallout it’s fuckin me up n i don’t wanna live

not tryna be here when i wake up
don’t even know why i’m tryna stay up 
don’t gaf ab school man i jus want my cake up
bitch i’m outside wit the K tucked
aim at his head n i might fuck his face up
shoot frm up close cus i like to do layups
fuck nigga speakin to me i don’t say nun
i let the glock 17 do the sayin sum

exotic ,prod ivvys

(part three: i feel like you been slipping away, you haven’t texted back in a while, am i being too annoying double texting you while your busy? im ready to commit now but i dont think you feel the same way about me anymore. it affects my life drastically, you dont even know i love you. i truly feel sick)

lyrics: 

its been like 19 hours

so sick to my stomach when ur away from me
away for so long i got tired of believing 
that youll really ever need me like i need u
tears fall on my bed dont know what to do

so sick in my stomach when ur away from me
away for so long i got tired of believing 
that youll ever ever ever need me like i need u
tears fall on my bed dont know what to do
tables turning now u cause all my pain
how cannot u see ur filling my life with some rain
got scar on my eye forever from u like a stain
and i guess i’ll never heal seems you’ll always be this way
those pretty brown eyes they’re driving me insane
they’re driving me to the point i wanna blow my brain
u have no idea
how badly im in love
id give up forever just to feel ur fucking touch
just to forget you girl id date anyone 
but i guess i’ll kill myself bc ur the only one
for me for me
girl why cant u text me?
im tired waiting
lost my conscience dont know what im saying
so sick to my stomach when ur away from me
away for so long i got tired of believing 
that youll ever ever ever need me like i need u
tears fall on my bed dont know what else to do
(she left same day i made these lyrics)

sick to my stomach (ash left me pt 3) prod sedate

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