DGSBE

I can't Feel myself Thottys all Around me I can't Kill myself My mother Wouldn't like me So sad Stockholm's for A pint A lean Keep my bladee Solace gang ain't no Changin me Keep da fame F*ck da lames Please pardon me In my way Cut em down How i Did da dreads Writing songs Insomniac always Feelin dead Old friends Ex bitch Stuck in My head Sweaty palms From da yerk Worlds in My hands I'm Nirvana Who is you If we Talkin bands Money stayed Around even When you Switched up Packed her bags Blew me kiss Told me Goodluck U so weird Usa bitch usa Dumb f*ck Making hits Say they trash You don't Like none Sorry babe They can't Play this On da radio He's up next Oh boy Got sum Way to go Sorry sis I dont miss Buss his Cantaloupe Bloody clips Underground Halos help Em mm Clips bloody Heaven bound Bright halos On his head So numb Turnt down Damn im Still feelin dead Bedrest concerts In my room Where da fans Sellin out for a Check but Its all In My head Haunted friends Benjamin's Think this Hell will Never end World spinnin Beyblades Grim reaper Help us win Crashout Cuz it easy Guess they Luh way I sin Grimey dungeons Believe In nothin Believe in nothin Believe in nothin Unless nigga Off dem meds Believe in Sum oh shit Pop a pill now I'm bussin Miss da activist Like my First cousins J.R wit Da Danny dem my Real buzzins Notta blood Nor a crip Still thuggin Solace cartel Just me bummin Solace cartel Just me thumbin