​boogiepop wicked

Lyrics

[Intro] Sick, sick, sick, so sick [Verse] In Montreal 'cause I was tryna get way from the hurt Runnin from fent ricos and my curse Knockin on my door erytime i did a verse Beat me down left for worse Destroyed my apartment over a couple percs It comes wit they badge all in a days work Tellin' me I sell dope, I rap, I'm the worst Jail same day in LA missed my set at the concert Another night in holdin with blood on my shirt Another day down bad im really the worst And if i can't get high i wanna fall off earth Couldn't see out my eye, didn't want to be alive Blame the drugs for all the bad times All the lies and ways, I tried to get out of being alive All the designer dirty covered in ashes Fuck my plug, like where's the package? Every 20 mins I'm reloadin the trackin' Wasted all my earnings, burnin' smells like plastic Rubber bands put a 100k in elastics Not good with love but this time can't break it Fuck all my past, just erase it Everyone on ig fuck with me for some placements Hit my head gettin in the uber too high Too fly, gucci bag, saggin' roche jeans as I ride by Final fantasy I lived like a 100 lives Baby don't let 'em say I didn't try Why they gone but I still can't die Ask myself the same questions every time Alone everynight pourin' out pint lines Who would I be if I never started selling dimes If I didn't do them crimes and be an addict getting high Fuck it, I'mma love you and fuck that life I'm so hurt, I'm so broken But with you I be loving and open Always ruin all my focus, thought I was good But I succumb to the locusts Buzzin' by fill my insides rottin hopeless Even when I'm finally not homeless