hear you try so hard, but don't we all. It's the craziest shit i've ever seen. Are you ready, thanks for the eyes, nice smile. Now just give me the fucking
you try so hard, but don't we all. It's the craziest shit i've ever seen. Are you ready, thanks for the eyes, nice smile. Now just give me the fucking
Sicx and X was out wit me So here's my suicide note (come on) Take care of my kids Cuz I ain't coming back for years Here's my suicide note My life is
on Living in this world without you Repeat 1 You really fucked me Kim You really did a number on me Never knew me cheating on you would come back to
And if you wanna get money, then you're fuckin' with me But if you're broke and can't cope, write a suicide note Cuz if you come short with my money,
you high Maybe i like punchin people i don't even know, i knock em flat up fuckin out (PAH) Tuck some money in they jacket with a note that simply
fiery-red, seven head blue-eyed devil Hollow be thy name on the sixty-sixth level My hands bare lambs blood, marked on my door step Your first born swept
jeans sagging T-shirt Chuck's on, blue rag wearing I don't give a fuck homes, laws keep staring But they can get the fuck on, cause I'm not sharing Block
fuck'em all ? like squad, they all talked, I stuck'em all Yall niggas goin' despice on me, makin' thugs out you suckas Come and ride for me, dyin' is
get 'em up with me Because they heard their baby-daddy fucked with me But I'm out on you hoes wit the 10 g belt The only thing I'm concentratin' on is
wanna go on Living in this world without you You really fucked me Kim, you really did a number on me Never knew me cheating on you would come back to
high, oh Maybe I like punchin' people I don't even know I knock 'em flat up fuckin' out Tuck some money in they jacket with a note That simply reads
mind they got us livin' suicide Singin', oh my, oh my God In my mind they got us livin' genocide Singin', oh my, oh my God In my mind they got us livin' suicide
hitting y'all with the facts If the cheque never came I'd hit your mom and a cap Got the streets on smash, key notes on wax Hundred pack on iTunes trying
to wonder why Certain females went out with certain guys Then one day, it all dawned on me yo You gotta be down, and have it goin' on see I wasn't down
Crazy Ah Yo pussy kill me Huh, yeah, yeah Huh, huh, huh, huh Pussy kill me when I was born Pardon me I rephrase it departed mommy wound decayin' I look
And if you wanna get money, then you're fuckin' with me But if you're broke and can't cope, write a suicide note 'cause if you come short with my money
