Man this year's been shit
I been losing friends
And I can't pretend
I just wanna end
Man this year's been shit
I been losing friends
I wanna cut my shit
Finna break the skin
F*ck this year nigga
I don't care
Blaze my blunt though me smoking's rare
March to the beat of my own snare
And I'll bang like the drum if a nigga dares
Lost my clout man
The shit's unfair
Barely clinging on
And the dreams won't fare
Any better than my wrist
When a switchblade tears
At the end of my rope
So please take care
Aye
Wishing that I would just fade
Aye
Looking to get a new blade
Aye
Smith & Wesson to my face
Aye
Wanna test me I'm a bang
Aye
Get the four-four loaded
Aye
Death for clout man you know it
Aye
Bet you all that when I blow it
Aye
That your boy f*cking blows man
Man this year's been shit
I been losing friends
And I can't pretend
I just wanna end
Man this year's been shit
I been losing friends
I wanna cut my shit
Finna break the skin
Smoke a sack till I peep my lungs turn black
Come over when I'm sober and get f*cked up
Yeah
Watch the time fly by
Just zone and laugh
Talk about the year and how it all was bad
Bring up the blade that I threw in the trash
Bring up the days I was brooding and sad
Bring up the day when I ran away mad
And just joke and laugh cause it's all in the past
Aye
Why did I yell on those tracks
Aye
Why did I put on the mask
F*cked up
Insensitive
Put me on blast
I am just waiting for someone to snap
Unable to function
I know I'm a mess
Waiting for the day I put a hole in my head
Detrimental to the feelings of my homies
Yeah
Just one look and you know I'm a pest
Man this year's been shit
I been losing friends
And I can't pretend
I just wanna end
Man this year's been shit
I been losing friends
I wanna cut my shit
Finna break the skin
Man this year's been shit
I been losing friends
And I can't pretend
I just wanna end
Man this year's been shit
I been losing friends
I wanna cut my shit
Finna break the skin