Got a gold chain hanging from my neck
Got a nicotine crave, where my cigarettes
If you come at me, don't raise your voice
I got a blade in my pocket, who is you boy
I've been living like i got nothing to lose hoe
Sipping bottles out in public, right on Melrose
Shit been snowballing all down hill
But it's all good as long as my whiskey don't spill
Suicide, suicide, suicide
Always running through my f*cking mind
Look alive, look alive, look alive
Life throwing shit at my face hoe
Suicide, suicide, suicide
Always running through my f*cking mind
Look alive, look alive, look alive
Life throwing shit at my face hoe
Got a gold chain hanging form my neck
Nicotine crave where my cigarettes
Got a blade in my pocket, who is you boy
Who is you boy