DEAD MANS LAND
Wait until you see the veins
I'ma insane
These hoes always talking bout the fame
They can't live without a hate, fucking faith
I'm just a kid with a skate
I wanna talk about new person in my life, it's crazy
But you kno that i'm lazy keep my secrets safe
Let it rain brains, gold chains
But it's all fake
Goddamn wheres these hoes coming from?
I'm going home, lost my hope
Calling my brother to pick me up cuz im fukced up
Mothafuckas are back in da truck, loading Glock
I'm out of fucking luck
Always hearing hoes being plucked
Bitch i'm lying in my hood, just to feel good
Rolling a blunt, im done, drunk
Tese lil fuckboys acting like them punks
Walk the plank rob the bank
Never came back now i fucking miss the past
They said don't look back, but i can't do that
Im tired of being trash, put my ash in da jar
I lost it like it was timelapse, brain splat
3am and i'm sleeepwalking
Matter of fact i'm sick of talking