Dealing with this pain
That's what I crave
Always hurting myself someplace
I guess that is my worst trait
Got a few friends
But they all fake
Ain't gonna land
On no nigga's plate
I'm gonna have a bigger place
I already said I'd kill and leave no trace
Can't fill this void yet there's no space
I can create chaos from anything
I got an AR with 15 clips on my seat
They on my radar soon as they leave
All these haters gonna get these hollow Ps
Just like K-mart you obsolete
Soon as you came around me
I know your insides empty
I know your insides empty
But you can't have mine
That's the thing
You cannot drain all my energy
That's what too many bitches done for free
I know that girl will pretend with me
The way she choose other niggas instead is deadly
We like a show from the seventies
I remember everything that you said to me
These drugs got my eyes heavy
Driving sports car fast in the truck with the hemi
I see my past ahead of me
Tryna write my out my life
But I cannot get past the heading
I try not to die inside
But I can't stop the headaches
And I try not to lie
But I'm finna tell you
I ain't lasting til im seventy
I put these rounds in his chest
Seventy
Whats left of me you want a percent
It's less than seventy
My life done knocked me on my ass
With no one to tend to me
Everywhere I go
I can't outlast depression
It's tetheting
Everywhere I go
I'm saying a blessing for my enemies
That's all she wrote
They just wanna tread on me
I don't f*ck with tinder hoes
Only sliding in that tender meat
I took her on a date
To show her the better things
Now she wanting me desperately
I don't even want you passively
You just the past to me
X to Y
As Y to Z
So I know you the same as me
YSL the gang to me
When I was at my low
Life looking like stranger things
I done seen some stranger things
Than you loving me
But it's still insane to me
Dealing with this pain
That's what I crave
Always hurting myself someplace
I guess that is my worst trait
Got a few friends
But they all fake
Ain't gonna land
On no nigga's plate
I'm gonna have a bigger place
I already said I'd kill and leave no trace
Can't fill this void yet there's no space
I can create chaos from anything
I got an AR with 15 clips on my seat
They on my radar soon as they leave
All these haters gonna get these hollow Ps
Just like K-mart you obsolete
Soon as you came around me
I know your insides empty
I put these rounds in his chest
Seventy
Whats left of me you want a percent
It's less than seventy
My life done knocked me on my ass
With no one to tend to me
Everywhere I go
I can't outlast depression
It's tetheting
Everywhere I go
I'm saying a blessing for my enemies