efflictim

How would you feel if you heard the news That I was dead Would you cycle through your mind Think of all the things you should've said Or could've did different Should've been different Couldn't see you slipping Blinded by the mission Now I sit here missing, you Feel like I been split in two Ain't know what the f*ck to do Now I ride around solo I don't hear a sound no more Pop out peep the crowd then go Daps and pounds and slightly smoked Caps and clowns and hypebeasts oh I can't vibe I can't get down All those nights we'd sit around Flying kites wasn't ever down Nights look way to different now, yeah