LooseScrew

Let me take a step back for a minute you a punk ass bitch you livid Feel em staring from the the shadows when they see that I'm winning Bitch you bet I hold in down from the start to the finish Fuckboys think I'm kidding see it clearly vision vivid Lemme say it to your ear you'll be glad that you listened Got the shine on the chrome even in the dark it glisten Bum Boy a bum you can call that given I creep in the alleys let me catch you slipping I'm done playing games you can give up the gimmick counting up bottles till my head is spinning Problems surround me from all of you bitches I Tie up the noose I'm reaching my limits It's time to move on I got to start living no stitches can fix this why I'm counting digits Time for new beginning knock on the door pay the reaper a visit Long as god is my witness he gon see how I'm I'm living But don't give a damn cause my mind got no feeling Smite me on the spot lightning when I spark all these blunts got fried like a skillet I'm pulling up Lemme slide on through Crows lurking above while I'm making my moves I ain't worried bout a bitch who the fuck is you Talking like you got something to prove Why I stay high in my room smoking my boof I'm the mother fucking bum I got nothing to lose Take a cruise in the drop to lose the roof Can't hold myself together Imma whole loose screw Doctor pull the plug swear I'm ready to give up Try so hard it's not enough don't know why I miss your touch Know that I don't got that much Imma roll another Dutch Swear my mind is so fucked My graves already been dug bust it bag with the slugs Taking it to the head I'm getting numb When I'm off the drugs I got to get re up Got to get a re up pour it up in my cup Light up the bud get it out of the mud Don't press me with that mean mug Imma toss you in the shrubs Imma bum People walk all over me like rug Busting out of the scrub pop the 4 5 they run Now you 6 feet deep with the bugs lil bitch need a hug But I cannot provide I've already been hung I've already been hung you can put away the gun or just shoot me for fun Damn I feel dumb you always treat me so smug I'm giving up bottles of liquor I chug Imma be dead by the end of the month I'm pulling up Lemme slide on through Crows lurking above while I'm making my moves I ain't worried bout a bitch who the fuck is you Talking like you got something to prove Why I stay high in my room smoking my boof I'm the mother fucking bum I got nothing to lose Take a cruise in the drop to lose the roof Can't hold myself together Imma whole loose screw