Desolate (feat. $pooktheunlucky)

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My mind is desolate
I don't know what's next
Put my mind to rest
I am definitely not the ones you want to press
I just want the best suicidal test
Placebo in pill bottle
Don't know where I'mma go
Just know I f*ck all on that bitches throat
Failure, opposed to growth
Death note wrote her in my death note
In my death note
I don't want to play with no bitch
That's the reason why I stay with this clip
Broad day, gonna slide to the place that they lay with the K
Broadway heart of hollows gonna sing all day
Getting it from a shorty while she tell me I'm a king
I'll say that I need a a fucking brick and I get it Godspeed
Better watch what your touching 'cause it might end on me
Its a real baby Draco but it don't lack the teeth
Carve his head like a pumpkin it ain't even Halloween
You a real fucking snake
No Versace on the tee
Rocking all that fake Bape that does not make you clean
Got a rocket on my side I'm not talkin bout the team
Why the f*ck you gonna slide you don't want to intervene
You gonna be the one to die, you don't really want to beef
My lil shorty want me dead but she don't really want to leave
I'm a young jack boy so the Glock got a beam
Naked bitches in my trunk you the type that want to see
By myself I am a god you the type that's gonna believe
I'm the type to fornicate it and then pass it to the team
We're the killers out of Florida
My mind is desolate
I don't know what's next
You acting perplexed
But you're the one who's running around like you know what's best
Bitch you are a pest
I used you for sex
That's why you are next
And I don't believe all the shit you spouting out your neck
What the f*ck happened?
My mind is desolate
I don't know what's next
Put my mind to rest
I am defiantly not the ones you want to press
I just want the best
Suicidal test
Placebo in pill bottle
Don't know where i'mma go
Just know I f*ck all on that bitches throat
Failure, opposed to growth
Death note
Wrote her in my death note
In my death note
This bitch got problems
She said where the fucks the condom
Shut the f*ck up, mind you mouth
Until I say that you're allowed to speak
Inside my fucking head you dig hole that's fucking deep
And depressions got me down lately so I cant even speak
I see a light inside my tunnel
I don't even want to reach
And if the reapers gonna teach me
I don't even want to breathe
You fucking pussies want to hate me without even knowing me
I got these blood stains on my arm I guess my veins just likes to bleed

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