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15 weapons |
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I can change ya life in 15 seconds |
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I was 15 when I realized the damage |
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I was 16 when I moved to atlanta, metro |
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My view foggy still |
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Vomit on the ground yelling out to my mommy still |
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Will daddy? is daddy here ever? |
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Holes inside my skin don't make me feel no better |
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Fake leather that them niggas sold back at home in Corpus |
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The crib we had on Brockhampton made all us feel enormous |
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I feel closed in and boxed in now |
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No disrespect to my sister but I need to get out |
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Lemme light this cigarette now, watch me not put it to my mouth |
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Watch it die though, just like all of us |
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We all gon' die slow, phone home to Ohio |
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Is Scott here? |
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I think that Scott here cause he the only that seem to care about us |
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'Where the love at?, Where the trust at?' |
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Used imessage to send my main bitch that, she still ain't hit me back |
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I'mma pretend this gat is the place I'm supposed to lay my head at |
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Lemme take this nap |
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If you want me dead, gon' head and shoot me down |
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If you want me dead, gon head and kill me now |
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I've been dead |
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I've seen so many legs, arms, tear apart |
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How did this start? |
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You think it's wrong for me to die? |
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I've been dead my whole life |
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I'm still searching for what's right |
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But we all know I ain't right |
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Stay focused |
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You can cut it now - |