Slaving away at the devil's workshop
Tried to plan an escape, my face met with a glock
Rummaging through the safe, praying to a buckshot
I am all that i'm not
Grey, matter decaying from lung supply shaving
So thin, stumbled in, faced with options, I locked it
I f*cked up, put walls up so useless, my wrist cut
Blade untucked
I can't maintain balance, no going around this
Can't ride off these ounces, that keep my chest pounding
I can't eat, until i drop leaves in my bloodstream
Shit ain't new to me, i was raised 'round them junkies
Sitting while the calender peel back
Been tryna get a feel back, put faith in this loud pack
But then that bitch bite back, anxiety to the max
Intestines drained flat, guess I ain't learned shit since my last drag
Swearing this gon' be my last drag
Ask the team where the tree at
Putting on for the BHG, lil' bitch you know I bleed that
Carry on for the bhg, my blood don't needa greive death
I promise this gon' be my last drag
Go on get it over with, been living fast
Putting on for the BHG, lil' bitch you know I bleed that
Carry on for the BHG, my blood don't needa see me dead
Swearing this gon be my last
Promise this gon be my last, f*ck that
Say, kick that shit back
I take everything back, bitch I need, that