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I'm signing off, baby, I'm signing off

I know my thumbprint been
Addicted to this fix
Of the majority, I need more vocal rap
But social apps are my

Good Part for Each

Warhead

Good Part for Each

1997

everywhere
Funny face! "mercy-be"! honest work! you are free!
Whet your ellbows, go to score, try to win the social war
Kill your brother when you must, if you

motherfucking heart defect
Well, surprise surprise
Now, you all know how I will die
Either that or a suicide
Don't be too surprised
Bitch, you knew the vibe

Just send me straight down to the station
I done a couple'a birds, I know how to ride it
No suicide, just me kettle and me rights
And me left and me

the only other choice was suicide
And when my mama found them letters all my pain it made her cry
You did no wrong want you to know you did yo job and raised

that
Imma cop the brand new coupe yea
And it's matte black
Babygirl all over social
Babygirl you is so fine
Babygirl she got a mobile
So babygirl hit my

Born alone, die alone, that's what I live by
My family thinks I'm too young to have that type of mentality
Told me I should be social and make

side
What is implied is the death of pride
It's suicide 'til the day I die
What? You no like?
Well you'll be alright
'Cause it's Jesus Christ that has

at 2 o clock, now I unlock
These memories that's hurting, cause it's all I got to talk about
They wasn't with me when suicide was thought about
I thought

those guys
Gotta watch my back cause I don't mess wit the other side
Paint a perfect picture I'm picasso wit the homicide
Suicide doors on the whip

I'm not looking for love, or no lust

I don't be on socials
Nigga, when I do, I just be trolling
If I think this song is hard, send it to me, I might

and the social lies
I've lied and you've lied too
It kinda hurts when you have to face the brutal truth
We all die so why you acting fine
Am I getting on ya nerves

something new I don't recognize
They won't believe it's not televised
I wrote a song
It's called "Outside"
How social media is a fat lie
Identity suicide
I

the nos,thank me later dawg
We everywhere like social cause, and they do endorse (everywhere)
My speeches
Could kill the poison,snitches
Who loyal with me that's

curse
But we can't make excuses
Cause that only makes it worse
Social media a trap everybody on there thirst
All this advice that you giving
Ain't

to understand when the money counted
It's all fun and games till we lose a life
Fuck the fake love on these social sights
How my Brodie die
God I wonder why

the curse
Shot your soul
This fake me got problems
Listen when I tryna solve 'em
Came back at school and I was a social outcast
I can't sustain this crap, It

These are my problems 
Got so many problems 
These are my problems 
I don't know how to solve them 

Dear depression, dear suicide, dear all

not gold

I'm not on social media, somebody running that
They watching the trolls, take a picture
Watch them stroll, I'm stacking yen across the globe

making me forget about the OGs
My social life half as empty as my soul be
And when I need emotional moments
I always look around to make sure I'm alone

my lap while I'm laughin' to the bank
You don't know me and I don't no you but let's get together girl what's yo name?
I need my bitch anti-social

the crib been contemplatin'
What you up to bruhh
The usual
That's beautiful
Watchin' Brazzers on my sofa
Turned me antisocial
That's why I left my socials

as a kid
And I thought about suicide
The only thing that kept me here
Was the tears that my mom would cry
Fears that I have inside of never meeting my kids

give a fuck what you thought slut
I do not have your bandage
I don't care who your man is
Fuck your Insta and social standing
Coastal trips don't post no