[Hook: Ghostemane] Cut my neck, the blood fresh Got a check, still depressed Been a mess, f*ck stress What next? Take a guess Cyanide on my breath On my breath On my breath Cut my neck, the blood fresh Got a check, still depressed Been a mess, f*ck stress What next? Take a guess Cyanide on my breath On my breath
[Verse 1: Pouya] I Know your setup I know you fed up Release the led from the nine Columbine Don't get up I got a vendetta I got depressed And I never got better You get on my level Don't be pushing me, pressing me I got a big mac and is next to me And I got a fat b*tch on that ecstasy I top on the bread like it’s sesame They want the recipe for success And now they after me 'Cause I got the masterpiece Used to, used to laugh at me And now the guess at me, dappin’ me Up in front of my family because they aren't no masterpiece
[Verse 2: Ghostemane] I think I’m next up in the 27 club I been too f*cked up Serotonin bout done Every night been ending with me biting on my gun I know you say you love me but you make me wanna jump Off of the ledge I’m eleven stories up and thinking about how my momma would feel if I jumped
But now it’s not enough for me to stop how I feel about ending it all ima jump Jump Ready to die but Wavy saved me I guess I’ll live to see another day not splattering all over pavementTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
