feathers of a Phoenix

Strippers sniffing coke, always do the most Natural dead minded with a drained out fucking soul Fucked her friend on the low, am I fucking cold Unaware about the shit I do, I guess it's fucking new On a whole different planet getting high My fucking mission M-I-A Yeah I'm what that bitch missing She was kissing and she listen All my diamonds fucking glisten Feather of a phoenix, yeah she leaving I'm the reason she ain't coming back Sad Bag of weed in my backpack Yeah Blunts for days I ain't going back Yeah Hoe so bad she left me with a hole and a knife In my motherfucking back, damn Lying every time Or am I fucking high I don't ever know I'm only tryna get so high Rolling up outside Bronco on the side Guess it's time for me to say goodbye to my only lover yeah Bitch I lay the tiles on the floor demons hanging on below Like the bats around the store Bitch I'm lighting up my cig, yeah my bud so sticky Bizzy kinda busy with a bib my bitches titties on my skull Frightened got her reading quotes Ridin on a wave Bitch i let my soul retrace and pave its way While the ocean splitting both my legs I drown and suffocating like that old rope round my neck Soak up the blood, surely it will break Never again will I be blind in depths of the lake If I do turn me turn to a fucking mumified cut lord Freezing on the platue with my war sword Chloroform all on my horns 2 yungin f*ck ups Tying cords barely on the board no Evidently ill be back for more I said Bitch i sold my soul to never getting better Cause I like it cold I said Polar just so motherfucking cold