Death Talk
Kill Flamez
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Letter to anybody, I was gone say my grandfather But really, it's just a letter to anybody I love fasho Just incase they was wondering what I was doing None really going on Wish y'all could call my phone when I really need ya Never talk bout how I'm doing you just hear it through the speaker Working on myself (Yeah) Stopped asking for some help (Yeah) Losing track of my health (Yeah) Say it time and time again I done lost Amaya so I always check up on my friends Smile on my face twenty-four/seven But I don't wanna be hear nomore Don't know what to tell em, they don't understand how I'm feeling so I just keep it pushing I don't ever talk to much Rather just be in my home alone, on a lot of drugs And who are you to judge If you don't know how I'm feelin' I'm fighting myself everyday once again They asking me what I'm thinking I never just tell em' that I wanna end Too much motion before I go gotta make sure that I won Never cared if I died, I was risking my life ever since I begun (Ohh) Reaper come and chase me And if I fall, I don't care if he take me Probably saying some things you don't wanna hear Rather be real than tell a lie or some Niggas ready to get killed if I die or some None really goin on Wish y'all could call my phone when I really need ya Never talk bout how I'm doing you just hear it through the speaker Working on myself (Yeah) Stopped asking for some help (Yeah) Losing track of my health (Yeah) Say it time and time again I done lost Amaya so I always check up on my friends Smile on my face twenty-four/seven But I don't wanna be hear nomore Don't know what to tell em, they don't understand how I'm feeling so Gun stay in my pocket, if a nigga wanna try Take this as a warning, f*ck around and you gone die (Woah) Focused on commas, ain't worried bout' drama Just wanna give the whole world to my Momma Gotta go get it before I go under I'm never slipping I never could fumble I gotta hustle through Winter and Summer She hit my phone and just said that she coming I hit it right and she say that she cumming Since I was 15 a nigga been gunning Lift up my burner and aim for the stars I'm off a Xanax I'm still going hard I'm in the Stu' with Tra and Lil Joey They saying Flamez is the best and he know it Hurting for long I never could show it I been hurting for long and never could show it None really going on Wish y'all could call my phone when I really need ya Never talk bout how I'm doing you just hear it through the speaker Working on myself (Yeah) Stopped asking for some help (Yeah) Losing track of my health (Yeah) Say it time and time again I done lost Amaya so I always check up on my friends Smile on my face twenty-four/seven But I don't wanna be hear nomore Don't know what to tell em, they don't understand how I'm feeling so
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