I can’t right I don’t wanna pain anymore
I’m not sure, I fucked up in this life
I can’t die bitch I’m too low whole my life
I’ll soon get right I’ll soon get right
Mom and dad I’ll soon right, that time
Never drop me in the poor, I’m not that right
Wrong city, If you wanna stuck in that time
stuck in fuckin’ that poop, but I’m not gone stop you
Yeah bitch why you worry bout it
Why you worry bout me, wanna down me
Arn’t no gonna stop you really bout it
Fuck you round bitch, I gone stackin’ like T
I don’t wanna peace, 13 on my miss
Nine call my peace, not in fuckin’ me’s
I don’t wanna be the zombie
But already feel like zombie
I’m not zone, but why you wanna stay me
I gonna hurt you, runna way, I’m not fast
Wah I’m just tryna really hate
That is tone to wrong, I’m not sure bout me
Everything is not really sure
My future getting opacity
I really in big picture
Wrong came from, old my city
Mom and dad I’ll soon right, that time
Never drop me in the poor, I’m not that right
Wrong city, If you wanna stuck in that time
stuck in fuckin’ that poop, but I’m not gone stop you
Yeah bitch why you worry bout it
Why you worry bout me, wanna down me
Arn’t no gonna stop you really bout it
Fuck you round bitch, I gone stackin’ like T
Two on the zoom, do all the zoom
Pour all the booze, I don’t wanna sober up
Feel like be Kurt Cobain
They just take me in the wrong race
Fuck to boss, I just do ma own’s
Mama call me in the midnight, Don’t do post
Never again cry my family
I can do the roof top missin’
(I’m sure, not sure
sure, not sure
I’m sure, not sure)
Mom and dad I’ll soon right, that time
Never drop me in the poor, I’m not that right
Wrong city, If you wanna stuck in that time
stuck in fuckin’ that boop, but I’m not gone stop you
Yeah bitch why you worry bout it
Why you worry bout me, wanna down me
Arn’t no gonna stop you really bout it
Fuck you round bitch, I gone stackin’ like tics