A Death in the Ocean Would Be So Beautiful
Finish him!
Percocets and the codeine
Got me floating
Opiates I'm a junkie
F*** the money
Third ward in the dope house
Keep a closed mouth
In the ghetto bitch, I got clout
Never seen droughts
Hit the route
Where the felons lurk
Tony's in the dirt
Finding work
Got my 20 shirts
Tell the homie “fuck your turf”
Triple six don't make me manifest
Bulletproof the vest
Lucifer done made me promises
And that's an honest threat
Oozing feeling Gucci when them pills slide down my throat
Loosely take a couple
Feeling woozy how I cope
Burning wax but ain't no candles
I can't handle what I know
What I don't know I will try and probably use until I croak
I done fucked all of these bitches
I don't trust them so I don't
F*** a hoe
Pussy's just another hole that I crawl in and out of
Slit my throat I'll die inside of a bitch
I be that downward spiral looking motherfucker
Trying to aim a rifle
911 don't fucking dial
