Every night (every night)
I been feedin' the stress
I feel it multiply (it multiplies)
Every day is a test
But fuck it, I'ma try (try so hard)
'Til I meet my demise
I leave you terrified
I leave you paralyzed, yeah (no one can hear you scream)
Every night (every night)
Swear, I can't get any rest
But fuck it, I don't mind (don't mind)
Pull the blade from my chest
Like I know I'll be fine (like I'll be fine)
'Til I meet my demise
I leave you terrified
Full body paralyzed, yeah (no one can hear you scream)
Toss and turn inside my sleep, I'm talkin' to demons again
Ready to meet my end, shake hands with the reaper, and leap from the ledge
Hollow to my core, I look alive, but inside I feel dead
Most you pussy rappers make a livin' from playin' pretend
Feelin' like team rocket, watch me blast off
Eatin' every beat I touch, no bath salts
Fist made of stone, make your face eat asphalt
No face, no case, I always leave the mask on
No one wanna see me comin' up (nah)
If you got a problem, bitch, you can run it up (run it up)
Fuck your feelings, I don't really give a mother fuck (nah)
Drum up on the stick, I'm about to let it dump
It's like I wanna die (wanna die)
Just look in my eyes (my eyes)
You will see no life (see no life), I'll leave you hypnotized
You can not compromise (nah)
The way I feel inside (inside)
I got Medusa's eyes, I'll leave you paralyzed (paralyzed)
Every night (every night)
I been feedin' the stress
I feel it multiply (it multiplies)
Every day is a test
But fuck it, I'ma try (try so hard)
'Til I meet my demise
I leave you terrified
I leave you paralyzed, yeah (no one can hear you scream)
Every night (every night)
Swear, I can't get any rest
But fuck it, I don't mind (don't mind)
Pull the blade from my chest
Like I know I'll be fine (like I'll be fine)
'Til I meet my demise
I leave you terrified
Full body paralyzed, yeah (no one can hear you scream)
Ayy, blade in my back
I'm with the ghosts, and the gang on, attack
Pussy rappers, I be runnin' right past 'em
I sprint to the money, I try out for track
Who feelin' gully? I aim at your pack (grrrt)
We shootin' back
Who want the smoke? I'm a kid with a cutthroat
Drop his addy, I'm here, where they at? Ayy, ayy
Fuck it, it's slime gang, heard he talkin', I call on my slatt
I get them racks up, 40k out the coffin
I wake up and get to the bag
I am skeleton, but I been stackin' up pounds (rrah)
Like a calorie, I'm cuttin' back
Garbage the family, teeth on my skully
I feel like an angel, but come out the trash (rrah)
Poppin' enemies, not poppin' Henny, bitch, I'm poppin' out
Porcelain they body, if they break in then I shot 'em down
Origami foldin' up the stock, and fill they coffin out
I pull up with a shotty, lil' .40 with the body count (okay)
What? I got that body count (okay)
Walkin' out the coffin, burn a bridge like it's a fallin' out (okay, okay)
Heard he drop a song, I seen 'em cappin' I'ma call 'em out
The Glock gon' get to coughin', who want smoke? I give 'em cottonmouth (rrah)
