See.Francis - Grateful Dead Lyrics

I been going through some bullshit
I don't know what to rap about
Should I soul it up
Or should I trap it out
Always trippin
I can't Never put my baggage down
Bout to give my ex's emmys
The way they been acting out
I was behind the wall
Now I'm outside
With the fire burning
Yea I'm Camping out
I took some L's
I wear them shits
Like they in fashion now
I was bout to pray
That was yesterday
I said f*ck that
I need a answer now
Without a doubt
Cuz life's a bitch
I ain't trying to hear her mouth
So 2 much like
When my mother said
Don't sell no drugs up out her house
She hid years of being sick
I hid pistols in her couch
I got more demons than I can count
I paid my dues emptied my account
I don't fall asleep
Unless I'm passing out
I might be fly
I might crashing down
I don't fall asleep
Unless I'm passing out
I might be fly
I might crashing down

Bad bitch in my bed
Demons in my head
Hit my dealer back to back
I just left my mom on read
I live that
Rock star
Lifestyle
I'll Grateful Dead
Rock star
Lifestyle
I'll be Grateful Dead

Grandma told me go to church more
The closest
I got to getting baptized
Was in California
On a surfboard
G until Till they slide me thru that hurst door
I only lied
Cuz I know the truth
Gon make you hurt more
20/20 vision
I can see your truest colors
You ain't gotta Stevie wonder
If a ribbon
In the sky above us
You gon put it on me
Put that shit on mother's
You gon put it on me
Put that shit on mother's
She brazy
That's what I always say
It's me not you
Thats the game I play
This the bed we made
Made her cry
April showers
I was born in may
That's that bull shit
This beat my pulpit
I only do what I shouldn't
They f*ck up
I pull it
That's that bull shit
This beat my pulpit
I only do what I shouldn't
They f*ck up
I pull it

Bad bitch in my bed
Demons in my head
Hit my dealer back to back
Left my mom on read
I live that
Rock star
Lifestyle
I'll be Grateful Dead
Rock star lifestyle
I'll be Grateful Dead