Nasty Jazz

Lyrics

[Intro] There's no Feeling bad For myself Because I'm High Heh-heh Yeah [Verse] When you come to realize everything you ever had just died And get up off the ground and wipe the tears from your eyes You'll see everything is better with a little suicide At least that's what she told me when she was a do or die Then ironically what happened, a funeral, a surprise And all this make me do is wanna pull a homocide I'm tryna make sense of it all, key word trying Still fighting in the midst of it all, I'm such a lion God body had a fit with the law, but still I try and Flew a lil too close to the sun, still gliding What you talking about, Chuuwee c'mon, you still grinding Ain't no keys to a four door Porsche, it's not time and No Jacob on your wrist still either, my my What a shame you look so damn lame, used to be fly in the rain In some beat up Js Drunk driving, told Uber let me out halfway on my last dime This one's sad Yeah Aiyo I think I'm 'bout to finally write a verse for my nigga Too drunk off liquor Two blunts for the vision Moonshine from the bottle but never off of my pivot I always look up to the heavens wondering if you listen I had a dream with your return, everything is too distant Everybody done changed me, everything is so different But I just instinctively remember the advice you were giving Never give up now, too far to be quitting But then on days when I'm down, I can't find that wisdom So cloudy outside, I can't see through a prism I feel like this shit is prison Get me out if it isn't Bail me out if it is Sick of looking through fences Well god damn I think I finally wrote a verse for my nigga How I wish that you could pull up on me rolling a swisher You my nigga for life Still looking at pictures Still looking at stars I know it's you when they shimmer Skywalker [Outro] Yo Fuck this shit can we go kill something? None of this shit is real anyway right let's go kill something