(4am)

(Chorus: Chach)
I can feel the waste in my veins
No, I can't feel my face
Got a pocket full of bands
And a heart full of hate
And I got it on my own
Tell you we are not the same
And you wanna be like us
But you can't keep up the pace

I can feel the waste in my veins
No, I can't feel my face
Got a pocket full of bands
And a heart full of hate
And I got it on my own
Tell you we are not the same
And you wanna be like us
But you can't keep up the pace

(Verse: Chach)
Feeling like I'm kuru, moving cautious, stop it
Weight of the world as I'm trying to weigh my options
Bands on my belt, shining bright, so obnoxious
Bitch, I'm off the toxins, and we just getting startеd
Why you talking shit if it won’t even get your bands up
Boy you better come correct, did you forget your manners
I don't wanna talk, I can care less for banter
Sick throat, smoking on stress, yeah that cancer
(Chorus: Chach)
I can feel the waste in my veins
No, I can't feel my face
Got a pocket full of bands
And a heart full of hate
And I got it on my own
Tell you we are not the same
And you wanna be like us
But you can't keep up the pace

I can feel the waste in my veins
No, I can't feel my face
Got a pocket full of bands
And a heart full of hate
And I got it on my own
Tell you we are not the same
And you wanna be like us
But you can't keep up the pace

(Verse 2: osquinn)
I'ma walk up in the store, I'ma walk up in the mall
I'ma walk up in the bank, and I'll fucking have it all
If you see me through the glass, don't you wave, I won't wave back
Carry drinks that's strong as fuck, see the whiskey matte black (Bloodhounds)
I don't like to come in public, I feel everybody's eyes
Family don't get it twisted, I don't fucking wanna die
Skrt off, ride and hit a house, and I ain't even apologize
If the police pull me over, tell them that it wasn't mine
(Chorus: Chach)
I can feel the waste in my veins
No, I can't feel my face
Got a pocket full of bands
And a heart full of hate
And I got it on my own
Tell you we are not the same
And you wanna be like us
But you can't keep up the pace

I can feel the waste in my veins
No, I can't feel my face
Got a pocket full of bands
And a heart full of hate
And I got it on my own
Tell you we are not the same
And you wanna be like us
But you can't keep up the pace