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a scrimmage
I got so many songs that
I ain't еven release
I can drop a whole museum
One by one art piece

Wake up in the PMs, sleeping in the AMs
Feeling so

a suicide failure attempt

I choose life, I choose life
I choose livin'
Put the bottles and the pills down
I stand up, I breathe with precision
Calm washes

your back with wings
Now go fly die motherfucker
Just die just go die
Waving at your mother like die you bitch die
Yeah I used to get bullied
By fuck

The overdose of pills, the cut wrists
Unless the depression is obvious, which
Isn't always the case
It is valuable to have
The assistance of family
Or friends in

Y'all some fuckin weirdos
Not like good weird either, just weirdos

Mission impossible, mission accomplished
Did it by myself, no accomplice
Except

of the bodies got there
With a hop and a skip and the pop of a pill
We will all be forgiven for
All that we've killed
And we've never been happier
(And we've

out his glory
Let's have a methozine parade
Going up by elevate copy swag, they recreate
Pockets need to lose weight
Don't try us we retaliate
Retaliate

Všetko ti dám girl všetko len nám dvom
Ja neverím na lásku no more
Takže sorry babe, oh no
Takže sorry babe, oh no

Zase som začal žrať tie pills
Oni

Sour pills, hash flour
Around with my gun cock
I'm movin by the hour
Hand on the steering wheel ice in my
Call my niggas up
Tell em on my way

wish they woulda hit mе too
Like Lord
He was sixteen with a body on his belt
He was fightin' all them demons
Couldn't cope it by himself they say
"Put

took my soul
Now my feelings match my car
Got them suicide doors

Tryna fight depression with pills
But I'm still stressin' (Stressin')
Keep havin'

the stage, rock it
Pill out of pocket and pop it
Told you I'm a laid back dude
You can tell by my posture
The kind to set up shop
And have shots with impostors

Boolin' in a white tee
I can fuck your wifey
All these choppas by me
So you don't wanna try me

In the kitchen whippin' with'
The pots and pans
Choppa make

the miles in the
Beamer tryna' evade police
My dawg in a car hand by the
Broom like he came to clean
Substitute my broads all my texts say
"why you change

stressed
No that's a lie i'm always stressed
I'm fucking stressing out right now
I need a pill to wash it down
I just graduated from rehab
But I'm really

your body on just from my text
Twenty three but we're fuckin
Like the eighty's pop another pill
Just to relax i know wanna
But you know you shouldn't

leave or die?
Will they ever come back, who knows
No, no, no
Oh no
Just a dead end on a dead road
Fill the void it gets bigger everyday
By myself when I'm

because they popping pills
Pop a opp and get em gone lil nigga cause we love the thrill
Wake up praying to god hoping I make it home
Yeah I know they out

ntakraky3 been through everything all
Obiaa bebo nesem everybody go applaud
Nanso mese akoma pa no doduo no duru four
Some pills are hard to swallow
You took

swallow their own pill, there’s forgotten people starving in this world, while the army plans the heat, they’re dying in the cold, they’ll see there’s

the globe
Got one in rwanda man working for sure
I don't want that girl less she getting some change
Yea she love to pop pills
Even fuck with that caine

are easy to be around

Lonesome in a pill
get em two for one
to pop till your grass or worse
love you cannot hold 
just like every breath 
(things) you

and she like damn you getting famous on me
Lately, I been losing sleep I pop a pill to rest
I keep numbing my emotions I can't feel the stress
They keep

when we were teens 
unlike the fucking Rich Kids on LSD

And after all those drinks lost in Berlin, playing Rote was so sick
War world bunkers raised by