Reverse Rapture

Pardon I had some shit on my chest so uhh Imma get it off Ya dig L1FE Body all my problems like a cosmetic surgeon Heart broken, eyes swollen Fu-fu-f*ck you and ya friends on that hoe shit Just let the pussy know, he lucky iont know him Cuz I'm bringing dead up out they graves like Jesus Christ Got a cross doin a 180 like Hawk on the pipe I would slit his fuckin' throat while I watch you sleep at night This ain't suppressing my devilish appetite Feeling vague with the way you calmly walked away I wanna make him suck a gun til its rots his brain I wanna run my hands in the puddle, leave some stains Of a stain that should've never stepped in my way A little egotistical, pistol to his mental boom Good at decorating rooms and playin' out them foolish dudes Take you to meet Satan but he don't even f*ck witchu If I was the old me, need ya family wearing bulletproof (grahhhhh) Lucky ass bitch (lucky, lucky, lucky) Lucky ass bitch (lucky, lucky, lucky) Lucky ass bitch (lucky, lucky, lucky) Lucky ass bitch (bitch, bitch, bitch) Thats a lucky ass bitch (bitch, bitch, bitch) Thats a lucky ass bitch (bitch, bitch, bitch) Thats a lucky ass bitch (bitch, bitch, bitch) Thats a lucky ass bitch I hope he drinking and driving and you hearing the sirens And the only soul lost was the reason you crying Cuz you got other people in your wake you left dying Crazy how evil fucks always try to justify it I won't lie, at my peak, I'm fuckin' miserable But the shit that you been on a lil too cynical You know you did me wrong so accept my ridicule Its the least I'm owed after all that you put me through Lucky ass, wait, lying ass bitch Got me close to killing me, now I'm gunnin for ya mans Got a 40 that would touch his loaf and not jam Wonder if she ever gone f*ck with a real thug again (prolly not) Cuz it got lil homie outlined Gun dumps thudding like an Alpine He would fold before I draw with no spine I'm here to bring your world the sound of flatlines (heart monitor beats and then flatlines)