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I got some scratches on my soul
Yeahhhh
I done been lied to i been lead on
At some point gotta break
Tryna live right they say i'm dead wrong
Fuck

forget shit
Sold my heart at seventeen you collecting the debt rich
If the next hoe come to cheat
Swear to god she a dead bitch
I wish i never fell in love

Love is dead
My heart broken
I need friends
I'm just a man, alone-lone-lone
Alone

They always say they miss me
But they never come around
I know, I

Swear to God this life is too damn difficult
Baby girl she biting on my fucking neck
Trying to seduce me cause she seen the check
All my friends are dead

know is dead
In this garden of indifference
I feel it to be different
And it is
If I would pardon the indignance
We would all soon yield the difference

Always wanted money 
Wanted bread 
Back then I got the pack 
I made it spread 
Fakes yeah they acting like my friends 
Opposition wanted man dead 

I

it out my witness to bear
Can't see without the strength to stand on my head
Or dream inside the noise I'll face when I'm dead

Will life play out just

ride like Beck
Boutta give me that neck
Off these drugs... Got me dead
Wanna suck me off? I said baby go ahead
Wanna chat me up? How bout instead
Tongue

song
I wished it could last forever
I wished I'd turn into notes

Dead-end whispers can now leave
Dead-end whispers can now leave
Dead-end whispers

You

rider
You know imma rider
Muhfukkas wanna try me
On a highkey
Dead bodies in a lobby
They wanna find me
Niggas wanna see me in a casket
I can't stop until

the dungeon
Baby you know that you're my
Guillotine guillotine
Bring that body right to me
Guillotine guillotine
Dead don't feel too lonely
Guillotine

glock
40 shots for a silly opp
Can't fumble gotta keep the rock
West side nigga like pac
Smoke dead niggaz like pop
Dread head nigga no bosh
Green light

scary
Chemistry
The forest
Aquarium
Weekends
On the fridays
Ubers
After school
Breakups
4444
Go fast please
Small talk is boring
Dead bodies
Shy

corners like a boss ya'll
This revved up Ram's dead serious
When I roll up on his Prius
They call me a has been
But they're the type that trades love in

soles bleeding red 
Yeah my soles bleeding red

Yeah my soles bleeding red, jet black with the peanut butter inside
Kill that pussy leave it dead
And I

they are
But those days are gone now there dead

I remember my friend
All the time's you would cry for your dad
Maybe you don't but I still do
All I

let the game begin
You maniac I will call your bluff
I'm goin' all in it's time for showdown
Your dead man's hand won't beat my royal straight flush

The candle's dead
You're out of reach
It's hard to practice what you preach
But oh my god
I want you back
I know that there's a lot to unpack
So go

were dead"
Although the thought runs through my head
Witches I adore, dumb to the core
She casts her spell in a wishing well
Everybody is a disease
I

weaponry
Unless you wanna end up layin dead in the cemetry
Pen and paper never gettin sick of this energy
People think their Slim but i just think they

heart
There’s an ever fading sun
In my heart, in my heart
Everything has come undone
I’m fading and soon I’ll be dead and gone
Let’s embrace this moment

we need

This dive is a headstone to a long forgotten scene
But this night's for the has-beens and the never-will-be-seen

Give my life for a dead end

sends fire through these veins
It doesn’t matter where we go you
Catch my eye and turn my head
Goin to the city or the store
You always knock me dead

already dead
I can't get much higher
Everything I said
From the ghost song writer
And he lives in my head
You know he give me that fire
Let me just read off