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guccihighwaters

i ain't feeling better

 

i ain't feeling better

(álbum: post death - 2017)


They try to copy I don't really see the point tho
If you were me you'd stab your self right in the torso
The reason I ain't done it yet is cus I'm fucking used to this
Sober feels sedated like I popped a fuckin Ruphylin

Fuck now my head hurt I ain't feeling better
I'm feelin deader I'm tied down like I'm tethered
And if I had a Glock I would aim it at my ceiling
And if I could feel shit I would be in my feelings
I guess my times not up cus my hearts still beating
My lungs still work I'm surprised I'm still breathing
Reaper swingin scythes in my face tryna tease me
Bitch, I'm deceased yeah, but the top still please me

I think she like me hold up I wouldn't like me
We are the same bitch hatreds very likely
Have a lot of bands that's why my wrist is icy
Do you feel my pain pour some Henny in the iced tea
She said she wanna die with me
But baby I promise you don't wanna die like me
Die with me I'm so selfish baby
Fuck I think I'm losing myself again, again no

Fuck that sad shit put that ass right in my face
Oh shit you got a man well he gone catch the fade
Well if this shit get out of hand then you know I got my blade
But regardless of that just put that pussy on my face
Put that shit right on my face
Put that shit right on my face

Fuck now my head hurt I ain't feeling better
I'm feelin deader I'm tied down like I'm tethered
And if I had a Glock I would aim it at my ceiling
And if I could feel shit I would be in my feelings
I guess my times not up cus my hearts still beating
My lungs still work I'm surprised I'm still breathing
Reaper swingin scythes in my face tryna tease me
Bitch, I'm deceased yeah, but the top still please me

hecho

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