I'm comprised of things I hide
Deeply inside, deeply disguised
That's no surprise, it's cold outside
I seem to be left high and dry
Most of the time, so I divide inside my mind
I'm losing track of what is mine
I'm up all night, I'm not all right
I'm sleep deprived
I question why my idols die?
I could use me some good advice
I compromise for things I don't really like
I tell my lies, from love I hide
I don't know how I have survived
Just pulled up to the east side
In a new billy rolli shinning
Cost a couple bands now
These bitches use me up
I'm left dry im dead in the
Inside so I get high to get by
Keep the kin in my circle fuck
Around leave your face purple
Born to kill beats raps serial killer
Finna pull up to the booth in a Jason
Mask all these wanna bs are kissing ass
Get the fuck out your music trash
I spit crack ion do lines
I'm dead in the inside
What's the difference
Between me and you
I'm verified my shit is truth
Yah my cash flow flow
Keep my business
On the low low
You want a verse
For the low boy yea that's a no no
I don't do no co ca
Yah im from the no go
My tec9 got extendos
You talk shit ima smoke ya
