Just a deadbeat punk
I will never amount to shit
My minds not programmed like you
I'm locked in what's real and what's worse is
The drugs could never get me high like you
But I'm doing fine and I get by
I'm just out here living my life
I'm thinking if I pay my bills I'm fine
I make a little scratch from a show or a rhyme
Well it beats retail almost every single time
The type of little shit that makes me wanna put a gun in mouth
And pull the mother f*cking trigger til my brain pops out
Like
You hear that sound
Nothing but the bass on this go round
Feel the ground shake when we jumping around
Just some bummy ass kids from the underground
Its like that that put it on wax just a deadbeat punk
With a little bit of gas
Its like that that put it on wax just a deadbeat punk
I will never beat that nah
I aint shit
I aint nothing
I aint cool
F*ckin bummy
What's good young deadbeat
You're thoughts heavy
The only relief
To blow deadly
Mood swing quicker than a caffeine high
Young Marley Manson hypocritical stanzas
I'm the south's dip spit on your industry standards
Who's just trying to get a grip on where i mentally standing
Zoloft and a Zig Zag
Trying to get my wits back
Get it from my granddad
Drown in a 6 pack
Flip back I'm the man at the kick back
Hundred grand on my head how to get that
F*ck That r-r-rr-at
Show me where your kids at
I think i've watched too many films
I'm ass out on the couch cant handle my fills
I feel numb inside I won't touch refills
Young Bummy God with a bucket of tears (Young Bummy God with a bucket of tears)
I don't wanna go outside
I don't wanna come and f*ck with you
I don't wanna work a 9-5 that's detrimental
To me staying alive
I'd rather kill myself
I won't become a drone
Let me die right now
I'll be your new ringtone
I'm a face to youth that won't conform easy
Sound so nasty look so sleazy
You hear that sound
Nothing but the bass on this go round
Feel the ground shake when we jumping around
Just some bummy ass kids from the underground
Its like that that put it on wax just a deadbeat punk
With a little bit of gas
Its like that that put it on wax just a deadbeat punk
I will never beat that nah
I aint shit
I aint nothing
I aint cool
F*ckin bummy
Camthemaker - Deadbeat Lyrics
Camthemaker - Deadbeat Lyrics
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Just a deadbeat punk
I will never amount to shit
My minds not programmed like you
I'm locked in what's real and what's worse is
The drugs could never get me high like you
But I'm doing fine and I get by
I'm just out here living my life
I'm thinking if I pay my bills I'm fine
I make a little scratch from a show or a rhyme
Well it beats retail almost every single time
The type of little shit that makes me wanna put a gun in mouth
And pull the mother f*cking trigger til my brain pops out
Like
You hear that sound
Nothing but the bass on this go round
Feel the ground shake when we jumping around
Just some bummy ass kids from the underground
Its like that that put it on wax just a deadbeat punk
With a little bit of gas
Its like that that put it on wax just a deadbeat punk
I will never beat that nah
I aint shit
I aint nothing
I aint cool
F*ckin bummy
What's good young deadbeat
You're thoughts heavy
The only relief
To blow deadly
Mood swing quicker than a caffeine high
Young Marley Manson hypocritical stanzas
I'm the south's dip spit on your industry standards
Who's just trying to get a grip on where i mentally standing
Zoloft and a Zig Zag
Trying to get my wits back
Get it from my granddad
Drown in a 6 pack
Flip back I'm the man at the kick back
Hundred grand on my head how to get that
F*ck That r-r-rr-at
Show me where your kids at
I think i've watched too many films
I'm ass out on the couch cant handle my fills
I feel numb inside I won't touch refills
Young Bummy God with a bucket of tears (Young Bummy God with a bucket of tears)
I don't wanna go outside
I don't wanna come and f*ck with you
I don't wanna work a 9-5 that's detrimental
To me staying alive
I'd rather kill myself
I won't become a drone
Let me die right now
I'll be your new ringtone
I'm a face to youth that won't conform easy
Sound so nasty look so sleazy
You hear that sound
Nothing but the bass on this go round
Feel the ground shake when we jumping around
Just some bummy ass kids from the underground
Its like that that put it on wax just a deadbeat punk
With a little bit of gas
Its like that that put it on wax just a deadbeat punk
I will never beat that nah
I aint shit
I aint nothing
I aint cool
F*ckin bummy
I will never amount to shit
My minds not programmed like you
I'm locked in what's real and what's worse is
The drugs could never get me high like you
But I'm doing fine and I get by
I'm just out here living my life
I'm thinking if I pay my bills I'm fine
I make a little scratch from a show or a rhyme
Well it beats retail almost every single time
The type of little shit that makes me wanna put a gun in mouth
And pull the mother f*cking trigger til my brain pops out
Like
You hear that sound
Nothing but the bass on this go round
Feel the ground shake when we jumping around
Just some bummy ass kids from the underground
Its like that that put it on wax just a deadbeat punk
With a little bit of gas
Its like that that put it on wax just a deadbeat punk
I will never beat that nah
I aint shit
I aint nothing
I aint cool
F*ckin bummy
What's good young deadbeat
You're thoughts heavy
The only relief
To blow deadly
Mood swing quicker than a caffeine high
Young Marley Manson hypocritical stanzas
I'm the south's dip spit on your industry standards
Who's just trying to get a grip on where i mentally standing
Zoloft and a Zig Zag
Trying to get my wits back
Get it from my granddad
Drown in a 6 pack
Flip back I'm the man at the kick back
Hundred grand on my head how to get that
F*ck That r-r-rr-at
Show me where your kids at
I think i've watched too many films
I'm ass out on the couch cant handle my fills
I feel numb inside I won't touch refills
Young Bummy God with a bucket of tears (Young Bummy God with a bucket of tears)
I don't wanna go outside
I don't wanna come and f*ck with you
I don't wanna work a 9-5 that's detrimental
To me staying alive
I'd rather kill myself
I won't become a drone
Let me die right now
I'll be your new ringtone
I'm a face to youth that won't conform easy
Sound so nasty look so sleazy
You hear that sound
Nothing but the bass on this go round
Feel the ground shake when we jumping around
Just some bummy ass kids from the underground
Its like that that put it on wax just a deadbeat punk
With a little bit of gas
Its like that that put it on wax just a deadbeat punk
I will never beat that nah
I aint shit
I aint nothing
I aint cool
F*ckin bummy
Writer: Camren Smith
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid