Scarlet

If it’s my time to go f*ck it ima tell you how I feel I can’t wait to die yo honestly I do not like it here I am all out of respect I got no love for a bitch I only care about a check watch me flip the fucking switch I pull up quick hit you with the fucking stick and then I dip Never gave a f*ck about a trick unless she sucking dick Puffing blunts and taking pills got me coughing like I’m sick They got me locked inside a room I’m a fucking lunatic This is what I have become I’ve been feeling like I’m dreaming Trynna find a reason while I’m heaving through corrupted lungs Ima cauterize the wound and ima try to stop the bleeding But no matter what I’m doing all I fucking see is blood I be overdosing on the yay f*ck you bitch I’m pushing weight I medicate then meditate snorting coke until I faint Evil till I pass away ritual upon my grave Bring me back to life and you won’t live to see the light of day Fighting with my Demons inside of my inner sanctum Amazing my brain is racing insane and no one can save him Rolling these to blunts to face’em prescription pills I be taking Legs they be always shaking I’m pulling up to the station This is what I have become I’ve been feeling like I’m dreaming Trynna find a reason while I’m heaving through corrupted lungs Ima cauterize the wound and ima try to stop the bleeding But no matter what I’m doing all I fucking see is blood "You gone get these lines right I'ma blow your fucking brains out tonight Alright? Your brains are gonna be splattered all over your god dam pool I mean it motherfucker get your shit together" See y’all got me pissed off like GTA I got six stars with the night vision Now yo homie missing when I’m on a mission I’ve been fucking tripping when I try hard I got burners hidden in the car and in the crib they hidden in the walls If I’m caught slipping then it’s never far all I gotta do is make a call I don’t play all day every day straight face gun in my waist Base head brain dead weed laced and she said a waste of space That must mean the probably in they feelings f*ck it okay I’ma go ahead and kill’em Trigger finger itching never switching I been out here really trynna fucking hit’em All I think about is you and I fantasize about a murder suicide I am not the guy that you wanna try unless you thinking that you really wanna die I got tendencies that are ahead of me I think of myself as enemy If every ecstasy pill is a felony I would be locked up for over a century This is what I have become I’ve been feeling like I’m dreaming Trynna find a reason while I’m heaving through corrupted lungs Ima cauterize the wound and ima try to stop the bleeding But no matter what I’m doing all I fucking see is blood If it’s my time to go you know I’m going out with a bang These are hollow points inside the clip and best believe your boy didn’t really come to play Ima toss a live grenade inside your car at a red light then ima gonna drive away I’ma cock it back and start to spray and when I’m out of ammo that’s when ima swing the blade You can catch me in the backseat of your Grandma’s whip while I’m rubbing on her ass cheeks I didn’t really want to do it but you know that when I’m finished ima make her mother fucking ass cash app me Then I’m gone like an athlete at a track meet we don’t use the main road bitch you better use the back street I don’t really wanna have to get into it but you know that when I do I’ma start spazzin