Lyrics

[Hook] Come on, bruh, watchu' got for me? Set my grams up on the table, with the rest of the K Catch a cold like Maj, nose running like Usain Scared I might die with no bae Lately I been feeling crazy, insane Tote sticks in the valley of chains [Verse] Deadshot, black fit Damn, motherfucker hurt while I'm lit Keys to my head, keys to my headless Already dancing in the club while you on the wait list Magic in the morning, we kill for the death What the fuck in my head? You can't fathom my shit Put the blade to my neck, blood gushing Pure rеd, gotta run for the rest of my days [Hook] Come on, bruh, watchu' got for mе? Set my grams up on the table, with the rest of the K Catch a cold like Maj, nose running like Usain Scared I might die with no bae Lately I been feeling crazy, insane Tote sticks in the valley of chains [Verse 2] Overworking, bitch curved me Disease on the planet "Earth" I know you heard me in the back, lurking I'm yearning, stomach turning Getting busy, man we get hungry Tired of this wage-earning Worthless, tryna' flex with all these curses While I'm in my mad, in my bed, turning Too dumb with this shit Gotta start learning, burning these churches Tell me why my fucking back hurting