MyFavoriteColorIsDarkPurple (feat. Blunts Capone)

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As I walk slowly through the night
I'm in fright
I can't control my mind
To my threats I am blind
My motivation declines
I wonder should I keep on living gotta a reason to find
I got a thousand mental problems and I don't know why
I can't express myself so I just get high
Gotta kick my bad habits
and rid my life of the maggots
One day soon I'll be leaving from this planet
Gonna fill you with the hollows
Smoking till apollo
But still, The voices follow
No hoping for tomorrow I'll be drowning in my sorrow
I got ten thousand voices inside of my fucking head
I got broken thoughts forever
I'm wishing that I was dead
I'm menacing
Filled up with Hennessy
Taking two flats of ecstasy
Then stabbing all my enemies
It'll catch up eventually
But anyway
Y'all can keep getting the best of me
Imma do my best to try to manifest my destiny
Spread the dark throughout the land
Riding with Toolow in command
Knowing this is my final stand
My life didn't go as planned
I cannot get high enough
My heart is ridden of love
I'm thanking all my fucking shitty luck
This sucks living a life to get stuck
I'm just tryna get bucks
I don't think I can keep this up
I think I'm about to give up
F*ck what they say
Imma do this my way
Hope I don't run out of time swear this world'll be mine
Looking at the fuckin mountains got a million to climb
Cute blonde on my dick
steady grinding
Met her at a party then we started vibing
Gotta tell you baby Toolows into dying
I'ma junkie but I got no time for lying
I take perkies while she sucking
Got me flying
Got tired of the bitch now she crying
Sorry baby, Told her lemme take you home
Dropped her off then I drove away on my phone
Blocked her number I just want to be alone
That's the story of this seventeen-year-old
Got shit I need to do before I'm old
Repay both my parents for not doing what I was told
Yeah I was never one to care
Kept it quiet while I sat in the chair
Asking me Toolow were you fucking there?
Nah I was in my cave chilling like a bear
Late nights putting smoke in the air
Rolling joints put a filter up in there
Four grams trynna stuff it in my paper
Rip that bitch now I'm rolling up another
Smoking witcha ya mom
Word to ya mother
Smoking with whoever except all my haters
Rather watch them die than let him hit my za
If u still don't get it I don't f*ck witcha
Blunts on the beat and the Toolow squad
Put yo body in the ground and watch it roat
Hopefully ain't nobody dig you up
Cause then we looking for you trynna take yo stuff

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