[Chorus]
Living dead
Trying get in my head
Fuck is a rest?
Put on my chest, yeah
Give it a rest
Fuck out my checks, huh, shit
Fuck is a rest?
It doesn't hurt
It doesn't hurt
It doesn't hurt
It doesn't, it doesn't
It doesn't hurt

[Verse 1]
Yeah, wait till' I pop out
Pull up, sending shots out
Rolling with the back out
Ain't nobody backed out
Hit em' with the shift
Bitch boy, I've been maxed out
Motherfucker don't want it
Listen through the split like they own it
Hiding my fault to control it
Body bag sagging when I roll it
Body bag sagging when I roll it
[Verse 2]
I'm putting doses and feeding myself
I don't deserve it, I keep to my health
I don't control it with shit that I felt
Next to my name and it better be well
I just don't know what I'll say
Fuck what's surrounding my digits
I don't wanna fuck with my business

[Outro]
Yeah!
Yeah!