Everything

I don't love her I'm in love with the hurt
Every single thing she says I rehearsed
I'mma get that bitch
16 with a pound you can check that shit
Been a G since the moment that I left that bitch
I don't know what to say no more
When the day no more, fucking laid that whore on the ground
Say she like it with the latex more, tell her I don't give a fuck
Keep my name out your mouth
I don't need you to tell me that my life gon' south
When I see it in my momma's eyes, lay back down
Wake up smoke a L, then I play that sound
No repeat, haven't spoken to my sister in a week
Shit is weak, and I know that
Saying the flow wack, but the flow like crack
Get addicted to this shit withdraw then I change it up
Amazing huh, you smoking on a baby blunt, what's lame as fuck
I know they say weed is atrocious
Everything but this shit golden, damn
The Xannies too potent, I don't think you know this
I'm back here right muhfucking now, damn
My plan, get the fuck out of this damn town
Get a little bit a clout then do it
Spend a couple years, done list, still moving
My heritage Jewish but I don't know what I believe in
For certain I know there's no Garden of Eden
No place that I'm comfortably sleeping
As long my momma's still weeping
Her breathing uneven, I hear it in my head repeating, yeah
I don't wanna' hear that shit no more
I don't wanna' see no tears
Realize all of my peers fucking up on some drugs
Until all that we had disappeared
And I don't want that for myself
I want what I wanted, I miss getting blunted
But every time that I smoke I'm just searching for a little sustenance
Everything come back to one and it's nothing, yeah
Say it again like yeah, mix some Bombay with them pills
I should be dead right now but I'm too ill
So now I'm gon' take advantage of my will
Now I'm gon' take advantage of my time
When I'm fucked up I'm not writing these rhymes
I can't help but hate what I have become inside
The evil-est woman had me terrified
Told me I came inside, I'm frozen my mind paralyzed
Lucky as fuck everytime
But I know that luck will run out, sooner than later
It's time that I'm taking what's mine

I'm done with the struggling
We really just started with struggling
Never gon' stop with the hustling
Whether it's music or drugs I just can't get enough of it
I can't get enough of her
I can't get enough of her
I don't think I'm in love with her
At this point I just fuck with her heavily
Wish I could write the most beautiful melodies
She is less perfect, most beautiful centipede
Style like empathy until the day that she show me what's left of me
Mentally wrecking me
Like she got powers, telepathy
Telling me I could be anything
She could be everything I never wanted
She could be everything that is the end of me, yah

Haha, smooth as hell you know
Fucking mixtape coming out, no fucking clue when
Tryna' redefine fucking everything