Lyrics:
Treading on the tracks in the night time
It never really felt like the right time
Suicide, suicide, suicide
I'm so fucking lonely beneath this
world that
Does not die is money
You can kill me, you can kill them
You can let everyone die
The only thing in this world that
Does not die is money
You
probably make you sick
It's hard for me I need hit a lick
but momma told a nigga not steal
Critical this shit is getting real
Pockets a bottomless pit
So I'm
10 is 100
10 x 11 is 110
10 x 12 is 120
You can learn to multiply by starting really slow.
Practice each and every day, and all the facts you’ll
Can I love you
Can I really call you mine
Can you kiss me
Tell me everything is fine
Everything fallin' apart just want you by my side
Cause I don't
a quaver in A major
The people say what they need is a saviour
So take a fruit from the Asymme-tree
Thelonious planted in his day as a seed
The "bop" plant
but the demon by his side
I ain't really nothing but I'm something when I try
I'll give it all I got and if I fail suicide
Yeah If I fail suicide
Yeah
By the bar by the bar ho I'm by the bar
50 racks on me 120 in this car
By the bar by the bar ho I'm by the bar
Iced out dog tags Presidential R
What do you mean by life is fantastic?
Everywhere on the world is plastic
The whole fucking world keeps on burning
One day the earth stops turning
My name is Billy Loomis
Do you know why I do this?
Ima buck 120
Known to keep things bloody
Do you like scary movies?
My name is Billy Loomis
Do you
before it gets worse
I've had some good days, but most of all, my life's been a curse
2021 ain't no motherfucking fun
Suicide is rampant, by overdose
Yo, listen man this is for my heart I just gotta let it out you feel me
Alright
It's so hard to be a man I see why some people quit
Working 30 days
til the day that I die
Tattoed his name, and I'd do it again
True symbol of the love be the pleasure of pain
And I know this didn't happen by chance,
before the daylight
Suicide, In disguise, no surprise, I ain't right
Fuck man, I swear this shit is really eating me like
Orphans in a broken home,
on freedom of the press, but every
Day I see, and so do you
This kind of dishonesty and distortion not
Only in this area but
In reporting - about guys
Like me,
homicide
Walk up on 'em, circle the block
Hit 'em again less than 5 minutes exact
Then fleeing the spot
This is Armageddon, two weapons, two palms
Guns
heard of you, do or die
Yike, yike, yike
What's in my cup is a suicide
What's in my cup is a suicide
Drinking on dirty, I'm stirring up confusion
What's
, it’s a suicide, suicide
Some days I’m feeling down
Nobody is around
I’m looking for love
And somebody to hold me tight
No
Pain in my soul I’m so cold
on the whip
I need a top that's finna drop
I got 120 on the dash
I cannot slow down for a cop
This is day-to-day
24/7
I can't stop the clock
Trynna bag up all
Suicide suicide, screaming till my lungs are fried
Parasite, parasite, this fuckin life is mine alright
Open wide, look it's time, stand in line
nigga
Now you thinking every man is a perve
Cause you met a fucked nigga
Yeah!
Trust me I feel your pain
Your shit is so insane
I wish I could do
lookin' small like we made 'em compressed
My bars are so cold like the footbridge in February
Put the beat in the coffin, this verse is the obituary
This
Let's not make at each other
46,000 people died by suicide in 2020
That's about 1,600 fewer than the year before
That's not much
This is the story of two
smoke so much my brain is fried
Ferrari boyz and Ferrari toys
Pullin' up lookin' like the gotti boyz
Suicide paint, suicide rims
Suicide loud, I
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