Can't be feeling this type of shit
I can't be feeling this type of shit
Shouldn't be living my life like this
I ain't got no choice why it be like this
Boolin' with the brothers down south
I don't wanna hear you shut your mouth
Talking so much shit out your mouth
Straight into the f*cking grave is your only route
I'm a broken, lonely motherf*cker with a heart that's frozen
Believing in the fact that I'm not worthy for nobody because I been forsaken
Thoughts been filling up my head I can't erase em
Gripping a bottle take a dozen shots I don't chase em
Posted in the rain
Writing pages full of pain
Just to throw em in the flames
The devil's whispering my name
Lying to myself again and again
Thinking everything will change but i wake up and it's all the same
Smoking potent strains
Choking on the kush smoke
Yeah
And I don't mean to lie but lately it's been laced in every word I spoke
Quiet house, everybody bounced
Suicide notes on the dresser next to an empty 40oz
And I
Can't be feeling this type of shit
I can't be feeling this type of shit
Shouldn't be living my life like this
I ain't got no choice why it be like this
Constantly overthinking about my life and what I've been destined to be
Is this really for me? or am I becoming the person I need to be?
I've been keeping it goin, and goin, and tryna be known at what I've been waiting to do
Blocka and Pxlly, we came up from nothing,
Aint anything new
Ayy
Ain't got time for distraction, ain't got time to be lacking ay
Say you about that action, tell you to pull up, but it ain't gonna happen bitch
Rappin' and snappin, I'm pulling the trigger, no need for the scrapping
Chasing the bag and chasing the fame, no need for the trappin
Talking shit won't benefit the words you say up on the net
Don't be pushing, test your luck when you be f*ckin with the set
I got pxlly, I got sleepy, I got fam that's close to me
We get it popping ain't no stopping til your soul has payed the fee
Flockin' petty oppa's, I got opp's in debt to me
Don't be trippin', catch you slippin' if you dare to step to me
If you're down to be my enemy, I got some news for you
We'll catch you lacking, got the strap riding round looking for you
WOE CITY - MOONLIGHT Lyrics
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Can't be feeling this type of shit
I can't be feeling this type of shit
Shouldn't be living my life like this
I ain't got no choice why it be like this
Boolin' with the brothers down south
I don't wanna hear you shut your mouth
Talking so much shit out your mouth
Straight into the f*cking grave is your only route
I'm a broken, lonely motherf*cker with a heart that's frozen
Believing in the fact that I'm not worthy for nobody because I been forsaken
Thoughts been filling up my head I can't erase em
Gripping a bottle take a dozen shots I don't chase em
Posted in the rain
Writing pages full of pain
Just to throw em in the flames
The devil's whispering my name
Lying to myself again and again
Thinking everything will change but i wake up and it's all the same
Smoking potent strains
Choking on the kush smoke
Yeah
And I don't mean to lie but lately it's been laced in every word I spoke
Quiet house, everybody bounced
Suicide notes on the dresser next to an empty 40oz
And I
Can't be feeling this type of shit
I can't be feeling this type of shit
Shouldn't be living my life like this
I ain't got no choice why it be like this
Constantly overthinking about my life and what I've been destined to be
Is this really for me? or am I becoming the person I need to be?
I've been keeping it goin, and goin, and tryna be known at what I've been waiting to do
Blocka and Pxlly, we came up from nothing,
Aint anything new
Ayy
Ain't got time for distraction, ain't got time to be lacking ay
Say you about that action, tell you to pull up, but it ain't gonna happen bitch
Rappin' and snappin, I'm pulling the trigger, no need for the scrapping
Chasing the bag and chasing the fame, no need for the trappin
Talking shit won't benefit the words you say up on the net
Don't be pushing, test your luck when you be f*ckin with the set
I got pxlly, I got sleepy, I got fam that's close to me
We get it popping ain't no stopping til your soul has payed the fee
Flockin' petty oppa's, I got opp's in debt to me
Don't be trippin', catch you slippin' if you dare to step to me
If you're down to be my enemy, I got some news for you
We'll catch you lacking, got the strap riding round looking for you
I can't be feeling this type of shit
Shouldn't be living my life like this
I ain't got no choice why it be like this
Boolin' with the brothers down south
I don't wanna hear you shut your mouth
Talking so much shit out your mouth
Straight into the f*cking grave is your only route
I'm a broken, lonely motherf*cker with a heart that's frozen
Believing in the fact that I'm not worthy for nobody because I been forsaken
Thoughts been filling up my head I can't erase em
Gripping a bottle take a dozen shots I don't chase em
Posted in the rain
Writing pages full of pain
Just to throw em in the flames
The devil's whispering my name
Lying to myself again and again
Thinking everything will change but i wake up and it's all the same
Smoking potent strains
Choking on the kush smoke
Yeah
And I don't mean to lie but lately it's been laced in every word I spoke
Quiet house, everybody bounced
Suicide notes on the dresser next to an empty 40oz
And I
Can't be feeling this type of shit
I can't be feeling this type of shit
Shouldn't be living my life like this
I ain't got no choice why it be like this
Constantly overthinking about my life and what I've been destined to be
Is this really for me? or am I becoming the person I need to be?
I've been keeping it goin, and goin, and tryna be known at what I've been waiting to do
Blocka and Pxlly, we came up from nothing,
Aint anything new
Ayy
Ain't got time for distraction, ain't got time to be lacking ay
Say you about that action, tell you to pull up, but it ain't gonna happen bitch
Rappin' and snappin, I'm pulling the trigger, no need for the scrapping
Chasing the bag and chasing the fame, no need for the trappin
Talking shit won't benefit the words you say up on the net
Don't be pushing, test your luck when you be f*ckin with the set
I got pxlly, I got sleepy, I got fam that's close to me
We get it popping ain't no stopping til your soul has payed the fee
Flockin' petty oppa's, I got opp's in debt to me
Don't be trippin', catch you slippin' if you dare to step to me
If you're down to be my enemy, I got some news for you
We'll catch you lacking, got the strap riding round looking for you
Writer: Ty Felix, Nate Daniels
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid