LYRIC

[Intro]
Chilling in an all black coffin
Bitch come down with the problems
All I know she wanted was the wallet
Flip her over often, couldn't ever call it, aye
Chilling in an all black coffin, aye
Bitch come down with the problems, aye
All I know she wanted was the wallet
Flip her over often, couldn't ever call it, aye

[Verse 1]
Come here with pay, stay for the day
She said I've been acting my ways, aye
Spit till there's nothing left up in my brain
Cope with the pain, aye
All I've been seeing is hate in this place
Kicked out a bitch, get the fuck out my face
Need something new so I crushed all my pills
Nothing is real, fuck what you feel
S-I-D-E show the king, the shit you hear is codeine fiend
Yung Dream popping off with the schemes
That your bitch love to hear while she's trying to keep her pussy hole clean
Got fucked, show no love
Take hold of all my shit I know you've ducked
I construct all my thoughts while I get my dick sucked, whoa
Aye, come here with pay, stay for the day
She said I've been acting my ways, whoa
Aye, Fuck what you think about me, my life's golden
I've opened my mind to my dreams
Don't fuck with me if you're a goddamn bitch boy
Smack your fucking bitch, I'm the OK cowboy, aye
Spit till there's nothing left up in my brain
Cope with the pain, aye

[Verse 2]
Cyanide and Silicone, I can't forget my roots
All of these people are targets to shoot
How many foreign bitches want to get the loot
It's the least of their worries, I smash on the cooch
Nah, I don't fuck with the drugs
High as fuck off them slugs, can't you get it?
I'm rough, just kidding, not tough
But it's tough shit if you want to act tough bitch
I'm 18 and I do what I want
Cause all you fucks are nothing but doves in the sky
Your mind hasn't got an option but cry
It's time that I dine with wine
Fancy as fuck, can't you see me?
I know all you fucks want to be me, it's easy
This last part sounds cheesy, I know it, believe me
But I closed my eyes and I still saw the TV
I get all these bitches to blow me
The fun part is half of these bitches don't know me
Her pussy was cut like bologna
You trying to be me? You're phony, don't act like my homie
TBH I'm just sad, half the time mad
Only cause I never want to be my dad
People are scared to be themselves
There's a reason you're stocked on the shelf like a movie
That's mine
You're just cake and I cut you
I'm fine, trust me I'm fine, fuck you, I'm fine
Fuck you, I'm fine, aye, aye

[Outro]
Come here with pay, stay for the day
She said I've been acting my ways, aye
Spit till there's nothing left up in my brain
Cope with the pain, aye

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