[Verse 1: LIL CURSE]
Bitch, I never gave a fuck about nobody
Pull up with that 12 pump and loaded shotty
You ain't even know that she call me Bobby
I can never trust you and my fuckin' tommy
Now, count them bodies, yuh
[?]
They never look forward to fate
Reaper [?]
Another day pass by, wishin' I was gone
Ain't shit sad 'til the morning I moved on

[Verse 2: YUNG SURGE]
I don't want the stress
Fuckin' cigarettes
Hold me up, I'm on a thread
Hoping one day I am dead
Grab the Uzi, it's [?]
Sitting on the fuckin' chair
I stare and glare at my reflection
Most of y'all just want the records
Murder someone [?]
@ yo' bitch for some head
'Cause I keep breaking bread
'Cause you know, fuck the feds
And you know, I need lead
Everything is on point
It's a struggle like a joint
But I smoke 'cause I'm [?]
Can I die to yo' voice?