Drip, Bones
Kids overflowing hate until they graduate
Some up the drugs, some just sit down and wait
Livingston County, half past four, they walk the stage
Off themselves cause they so thought that help was never on the way
Back on my mission again, bring all this shit to one end
Talking bout bitches again, fuck you and all of your friends
You can go missing today, when I talk, look in my face
Look at the lights while they fade
People are strange, they never say Aye
Bones, wassup, we havent talked in some years
I hope you good, I see the music shit you doing getting big
Didnt care when I was struggling and nobody would listen
Bitch, get the fuck back, give me some distance, no, I dont give a-
Theyre all talking and theyre all laughing
And thats just fine with me
I can feel their whispers and hear their murmurs
And thats okay with me, thats okay with me
Thats okay with me, thats okay with me