Zoda: Say you never wanna write
Say you never wanna call
Say you never wanna see me when I vool at my mall
Don’t get attached
We not a match
I smoke on this pack
And then I bust on her back
Kill all these n***as
These n***as be wack
Fuck all these rappers
They pussy they lack
I been ascending to give you the facts
She’ll never love you until you get stacks

She’ll never love you your pockets not fat x3
Your pockets not
Your pockets not

She’ll never fuck you your pockets not fat
Thoughts of a family, a beautiful thing
Imma die young so instead I’ll just sing
About all the beauty the world will not bring
About all the terror that creeps in my mind
About all the fear that courses your brain
About all the heartbreak that runs through ur veins
Imma die young
Imma die