STFU (feat. Prada Shy)

Bali in the alley, yeah I'm hunting in the darkness Baggy full of vallies making profit of narcotics Gnarly money, gnarly Shrubby, nike stepping heart ache Shudder gutter motherfucker stutter any other brother Spun a chums jaw when I gun four shells in your back like a beach wave We'll peel your cap, pills and traps on my dash I'm bored of your talk, dash four Selling what I'm taking, taking what I'm making Spending what I'm making on what I'm taking when I make it Spending every evening while I watch your bitch shake it Smell it just a little from the ceiling but it's raining Spend it all on time now I lift my wrist aching Plenty messy nights, all them vain show faces Cases sway, shift pays great payday K too slay some cunts they couldn't venture out Failed to dwell, some life I got Only venture out when P90's pop Be nice I got three guys up top Your life or gwap Your wife is just my tonight she's aight My eyes set on ket and the white on the jet Not flight on the set To die off of liquid Leto, couple tabs later animals start crying Tears painted ion like it Shut the f*ck up Shut the f*ck up Shut the f*ck up Voices loud, they conjure up Shut the f*ck up Voices loud, they conjure up Voices loud, I curl on up Voices never let me rest I press the gun onto my head I fill my brain with fucking lead Spill my matter, I don't matter Laid to rest my casket burns Bloodstains stay my last remains Upon this world that I do hate I hate this place, I hate the voice Voices toy, I don't enjoy I'm glad I'm dead, tonight I rest and I will say Shut the f*ck up Voices scream and then I scream Shut the f*ck up All of you is fucking fake Shut the f*ck up All of you is fucking fake Shut the f*ck up