American Psycho

If you wonder where i been I was busy with a bitch But that shit don't get me paid So i left her for the streets I was lacking for a minute But i had to up my stick Looked the reaper in the face One more year until i pay I just sold my soul to the lord of the flies Brand new .44 i empty right at your disguise I might hit the bowl and then i'll face 20 lines They like LOAT! you finna die I'm like fuck it i'm alright I'm alright Someone tell me, am I near the end? I ain't scared of dying i'm just scared of making friends I feel like the sky fell down while i bled I can hear the angels calling out to death Someone tell me, am I near the end? I ain't scared of dying i'm just scared of making friends I feel like the sky fell down while i bled I can hear the angels calling out to death Let me aim it I won't miss it I'm in love with crazy bitches They in love with all my digits like I could tell her baby listen Hold the glock with straight precision Blade for blade don't pray forgiveness like That's the shit that pay for business I got hoes up in this industry That know i got no limits like Everyday got different bitches Different pills a different sentence And my glock got different switches I got bloodlust I can't find myself right now Let the blood rush Through my head right now I said someone, can you help me out I been thinking suicide is the only way out Someone tell me, am I near the end? I ain't scared of dying i'm just scared of making friends I feel like the sky fell down while i bled I can hear the angels calling out to death Someone tell me, am I near the end? I ain't scared of dying i'm just scared of making friends I feel like the sky fell down while i bled I can hear the angels calling out to death