[Verse: convolk]
Rap generic, like the pills I pop
My friend's telling me I gotta stop
You said you care about me baby, probably not
You would only care when my tape blows up, soon as it drops
Let me be the martyr you listen to
They say we dying slowly, is it true?
Singing slowly about dying, cause I drink, it's cool
Baby, I guess I'm just not too mean to you
Wearing all black, bitch, fall back
She fits tight, like a ballcap
I'm all mad, I'm all mad
We ball back, and she's got racks
Honest, when I say that
I ain't got stacks, I ain't got packs
Just got love, got drugs, and everything when I call back

[Verse: Lowly]
Flexin', stetchin'
Riding inside and when we come through
I'll be dying inside to know
Gotta fine girl, she [?]
A bunch of multicultural [?]
Chainsmoking rollers
They say I need to hold her
But I don't really care if I die
So fuck my health, then fuck my wealth
I'ma send it alright, I'ma send it all night
[Outro: Lowly]
With you, there's nothing else I'd rather do
And I hope you know it's true
Said I hope you know it's true
And I hope you know it's true