Lyrics: Andrew Moran/Spencer Linn
Music: Andrew Moran/Spencer Linn
Waking up dead
Yeah but still I ride
Making the worst of a short amount of time
Muddy in the head
And there's money on the line
Reckon I oughta bask cause this ain't gonna be long
Grown men die
Chasing what I got
Short supply
You sound like all the rest and you're satisfied
Wishing you all the best
Cause this ain't gonna take long
Fade
I want none of this pride
You can take it all away
Why
Do we gotta switch sides
Just to make another play
Snake
I been watchin you
Slither thru the weeds
Chasing fame
Slide
I can tell you need someone to confide
I can see it on your face
Fake smile I can see it on your face aye
Been a while since you opened up to me aye
Crocodile yeah them tears you wipe away aye aye aye
Caught yo lies what the **** you fina say?
**** the fame, they could take it I am already a ghost
Why you saying what you can't, everybody know you faux
I ain't playing when I said I ain't comin out this hole
See the fake it's a play, you ain't living what you talk
2020 I was trappin out the southside
I was 20 when I found depression about died
25 and now I'm stacking I'm about mine
2030 I'll be 33 I doubt I'll
Make
It I'm already laying in the street I been paved
Time
To surrender these thoughts up in my mind I can't take em to the grave
Crying laying outta sight yeah I was born to suffer
Trying why the **** you lying p***y muh****er
Grab that knife I need this violence I'm piling up bodies silent
No life in them eyes is white I'm tired
Muh****ers ain't bout it know y'all never wanted no smoke
I was ****ed up off of that powder hide emotions under that snow
I been running empty got more than pennies that bread don't get me nowhere I'm slipping
Into abyss and I'm falling quickly I'm boutta quit and I'm better off on my own
Hey
Got a part of me addicted to the pain
Knife fight against a dying brain
That part of me should be contained
Stop struggling that part will never change
Fade
I want none of this pride
You can take it all away
Why
Do we gotta switch sides
Just to make another play
Snake
I been watchin you
Slither thru the weeds
Chasing fame
Slide
I can tell you need someone to confide
I can see it on your face