Flare - The Cure to Suicide Lyrics

Got no chance to run, got no chance to hide
I Got a bad bitch and your girlfriend by my side
Got no chance to run, got no chance to hide
Alcohol and pills, that's the cure to suicide

My homie hit me up, it seems like I'ma buyer
He says he's got that gas that gets my homies higher
Bad bitch hit me up on snap and I might just buy her
Get some condoms first or else I'll end up pissing fire
My dawg got baker acted, I'll hit him up for pills
Tryina kill myself, I need my blood to spill
I hate the world around me, I just wanna kill
But that's illegal and I gotta get famous so the law becomes my will
Low-key, I'm always depressed
I live life never knowing when I'll feel the last caress
But I might be bipolar cuz I'm also feeling blessed
Feeling like I'm the best but I'm stressed, my life's a mess
No matter how much I take, I've never seen the light
Just emptiness, blacker than the dead of night
That's why Your girl comin over, I might fill her with delight
Look out for me, I'm bustin a nut tonight

Got no chance to run, got no chance to hide
I Got a bad bitch and your girlfriend by my side
Got no chance to run, got no chance to hide
Alcohol and pills, that's the cure to suicide
Got no chance to run, got no chance to hide
I Got a bad bitch and your girlfriend by my side
Got no chance to run, got no chance to hide
Alcohol and pills, that's the cure to suicide