Saving Grace

Lyrics

I can't even feel anything fist to the sky zone Sick with my dogs your bitch think I'm a maestro Chop it up like it was really what I want Question god and then I barely went insane We was really not the same on a Different type of timing Feel it in my veins see the ending Roll my eyes back Venom on the brain I ain't even want a ice pack Uh Bitch just shut your fucking mouth You kiss up to a prophet I'm just tryna get aroused You fill up with the bullshit like Chyna with the fat pussy Thought we was exclusive but you really just mad rookie Uh Sick motherfucker in thе head Shit I ain't even rеally dead yet Popping caps like it just put me in a dead sweat I tried to carry but you really just deadweight Turn into sensei but I just was nihilist But I still made that shit up Lil baby I was richer I been filled with all these pisser bars Stones shit Need something to do Start a cult base Tryna make my mind up but It start to go both ways I'm really bored as hell I can't afford the belt Take over the world with both my ass cheeks out But he was really always watching Floating over downbeats then turn it into profits Fuck a thot bitch I'm tryna turn my swag on Take on anything I am About to get my dad on Put me in the ring and my penis went mad soft It was just a thing like I'm cooking up the crack rock No really I'm the Jesus of suburbia Put a piece around my neck and then I turn it off Feel like David Bowie I've been dealing with the fame Breath of fresh air I just really put in pain Disconnected I been going on forever If life a bitch then I been really going leather seat I put in effort but I promise you will never see Get a little clever I just turn it to an empire Sit on this throne of shit but I was never tryna get wired Stuck up in the screen like Linda Cardellini Aubrey Plaza and Anya Taylor-Joy Can't even say that bitch name I know I'm feeling real annoyed Tryna fill a void it's crazy how I do that shit every time Stuck in a black hole I like to get high though Get fixed and went semi pro Get rich and miss the high notes It's like I'm out of lines Out of time but Still I put my shit on Learn about space I really won't put that bitch on Learn about greats and then you try to grow six arms Feel it in my face and then I hit em with the disarm I do not need the remarks We always grew apart but now I do not feel the remorse If you wanna move my soul Then you should talk to me about freak whores My life is like a movie put that porno on the recourse Say grace Say grace Say grace Say grace Say grace Say grace Say grace Say grace