Lyrics:
So sick of me
Please pickup the phone
Dont want to be alone
Im fuckup
Alright tonight end my life
I slit my damn fuckin throat
Goodbye
Mood aku
밤 다 너무 시시해
난 아무것도 가지고싶지않아
Put my soul 한조각 on neulbo's
느낌알면 너도 느낄거야
해줄필요 없어 굳이 전화
잘지내고 있는거 다 알아
인스타그램 여전히 인스타그램
경쟁과 거짓들 너무 익숙해
Im so sick and tired
gets rocky but swear they all know Stallone
So now you booked and busy
Always surrounded by your kind
But you notice they have no minds
And they never
believe your spirit will be given
I believe so by faith I'll be given
For the souls of other men am a be fishing
And I’ll be trusting that your spirit will
lessons
Lord you are
So good
Thats why
Im pressing
Confessing
Your words my
Guide its my direction
Surrounded by the angles
You were basking your Glory
Carol Brady
This beat so sick, it go crazy
Like your aunt Karen, she been around lately?
Thanksgiving bois going up on a Thursday
Pull up with our masks
through drama and cruel shit
So sick of the victim role
I made the best of my situation
I can confess that I made it out
I had to first stall to restart
I can't be bought I can't be caught so
Look away from me
I won't be sold into the prisons that you mold with your im-propaghandi
There's a price
I waisted the last 6 months chasing you down
I got turned away
So i shut the cage
But when i look in ur eyes i can't escape
(i'm so sick of ur games)
a kiss oh my
I guess this bitch just do not get it
Best better catch my flight
Cause im not missing this one way ticket
Talking like i dont try
But theres
constructive,
and wasn't too politicised and children weren't instructed,
to behave in a way that was unrealistic,
or made out the way they live was somehow sick
only said what I felt to play the hand that I was dealt
So I'm unsteady but my cards are right here on the table
Suffering silently is done I know my day
on the street
Ha!
Individuality, it draws a blank in your head
I'm not on the football team so you, you want me dead
You're so damn ignorant you make me sick
Why
should be, the choice you've made and forced upon me.
So go on and hate me if you must, but honestly I don't give a fuck.
With my friends by my side I
Everybody livin by they own rules
Niggaz make me so sick I get nauseous
When I'm in the streets I always remain cautious
You can get rolled up, like a ounce
the fake thugs, stab ya like a knife
Don't need them kind of people in my life
On the real, I hope that y'all can feel what I'm stressing
Depressed people
state that we have left
Best to start slow though pressure becomes past
The innocence is lost and ignorance grows vast
It all happens so fast when
it good, they gon' scheme, know what I mean?
I'm dyin over better things, not flooded pieces
Kids die for no reason, sick believin
I wish we all
All my life I've been waiting
It gets older, it?s over me
I?d speak but it fails me
So the dike in the dam stops the leak
Maybe it?s me and I'm
I feel sick, I'm so nervous I can't sleep,
Life is getting more busy each day
And my doctor is giving me more pills
Some get me up, some calm me
money because it's no good
He won't and nobody should
He won't and nobody should
So sick and sad by the edge of the bed
I can't escape this feeling
or water
'Cause I haven't got the faintest idea
Which way to go
After a week we were getting real hungry
Sick and tired of playing guitar
A truck drove by
or needs some money
Our words are dry, so measured and polite
I can't believe we were married
That we were wed
Now maybe if I'm with someone you come
love, is by the way you pay me
The game room been closed, so stay up out of mine
Just know I keep niggas up and krunk, like battle lines
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