Music: Raymond Ramirez
I get hot just to pass the time look up at the skies
You can see my eyes cause' I'm right here puffin' on this line, aye
I can't even lie two more hits, and I'll be right
it's the South Side smoothie, sippin' locos every night
Shorty tryna ride, aye
See I'm tryna die, aye
I don't check the clock, aye
Don't believe in time, aye
Laying with the flies, aye
Now I will arise, aye
Summertime the sun all in my mother****ing eyes, aye
Too slick with the opioids, I'm Kurt Cobain the second, aye
I get your attention, turn you grab you by the septum, aye
Need no interventions, got addictions I ain't tryna kick
I ain't get my closure so **** no I'm never tryna quit
See me in the Pontiac with two shooters,
askin' where the party at and they like who shootin'?
See me draped in all black like the Reaper bitch
As above, so below can I keep a bitch? Aye
Shorty tryna ride, aye
See I'm tryna die, aye
I don't check the clock, aye
Don't believe in time, aye
Laying with the flies, aye
Now I will arise, aye
Summertime the sun all in my mother****ing eyes, aye
Shorty call me up she tell me that she cannot stomach this
Normally I don't pick up the phone unless it's money, bitch
No ain't nothing funny bitch, you still with that dummy bitch
How you kissin' numbers still thinkin' bout' how you love me bitch?
Got that hammer on my mother****ing waistline
Say she want a great time, **** with me you know I do not waste time
Been about my bread and now it's bake time
She say she with me it's feelin' like we could escape time