why me

Lyrics

[Verse] I just re-upped on a bunch of pills and syrup Gotta watch who I keep near and be around, keep my spear out OxyContin, X, codeine, and benzodiazepines (Yeah) That's like my only source of income, no way, it ain't pay for streams, huh (Exquisite) Pop the same shit that I'm sellin' 'cause I need it I'm still waitin' on my court date for this pussy boy I beat up (Uh-huh) I can't fear no man that bleed the same as me, I'll bleed him Know my mama wish she never had me 'cause I'm evil (Bih) Ah-ah, pour two ounces in half a liter All these rappers playin' games once they follow the leadеr They play hide-and-seek too, but they ain't nеver the seeker Catch him walkin' out of school, stopped the V, he seen the reaper (Buh, buh) My fans all wanna hear the trap shit, but I ain't no people pleaser If I wanna rap emotional, I'll do it when I feel it Right now, all that I can feel is I just need to change the breesh up Fuck her once, pass to the next, I cannot wife no fuckin' treesha (Phew, yeah, ha) Big wheels, five-percent tints, hop out with big sticks Groupie bitch with a lil' sister for my lil' twin Big Cullinan, ridin' with slatt like each week (SAB) Every day of my life remind me more and more of Snowfall Shit, I'll probably have ran up a lil' half a mil' 'fore snowfall (Uh-huh) Tell my mama I quit the Oxy, I lie so much Soon as I walk back upstairs, time to crush and snort up (Ha, yeah, yeah-yeah) I ain't gon' stop rappin' if the beat ain't finished, that's just stupid (Woo) My heart fragile, I'ma play the best for Cupid Ain't know it yet, but when he hit me, that's when my whole life was ruined I still hate you I don't know if I believe in God, but if I do, he probably hate me All the shit that happened to me 'fore I even turned eleven They told me it'd get better, but I'm way worse here at eighteen Scars on my hands and my arms from cigarettes Started cuttin' up my wrists and poppin' lot of Xanax (Yeah) Started talkin' 'bout how I feel in some of my songs, it kinda helped Then some Russians took my sound and took my emotions away Fuck all y'all (Yeah) Now I'm like a living barbed wire When I go to court, I get at least four out of five charges Go in rehab for three months, I'm tryna fix my life Knowin' I'll just go to prison as soon as I get out, nice (Man, what's point?) [Outro] Like tell me, really, what's the—? (Woah) Like tell me, really, what's the motherfuckin'—? (Woah) Like tell me, really, what's the motherfuckin'—? (Yeah, yeah) Like tell me, really, what's the mo—? (Woah)