[Intro: jus'matte,holly]


[Verse 1: jus'matte,holly]
Said fuck this life, I'm over it
Pop some pills I'm soberish
Don't even know what I'm noticin'
Still having trouble focusin'
'Cause you don't know what I'm copin' with
Depressed and stressed, that's half of it
Always rollin' blunts, I got calluses
Always rollin' blunts, I got calluses
My body fall asleep, put me six feet deep
My homies are some creeps, yo' soul they will eat
Kill me now, some advice you should keep
I ain't runnin' no more, so fuck who you be
I'm tired of this life, take this life from me (Yup!)
'Cause I'm livin' for me, 'til I'm dyin' from me (Yup!)
Pussy [?], I'm a motherfuckin' fiend
Fuck with me like that, no longer fuckin' breathe, bitch

[Verse 2: jus'matte,holly]

[Verse 3: $crim]
I-I-I could give a- I-I-I could give a fuck, but I don't
Be a bitch, but I won't
Stuff his-
I could give a fuck, but I don't
Be a bitch, but I won't
Stuff his ass- Stuff his ass in the trunk
Lot of smoke in my lungs
Blowin' dope up in Cali
Bitches surround me
Slowly I'm drownin'
Slowly I'm countin'
See I'm bussin' down a stash
Cocaine on a glass
Got a model chick. but I don't fuck wit' her ass
Uzi pullin' up
Like, "Leave this shit alone"
I tell 'em that "I can't because this shit is all I know", ho
"Is all I know", ho

[Verse 4: Oddy Nuff]
Wake up in the mornin', put my chain on
Headin' out the do', I call my ho, I get her name wrong (Fuck)
Wake up in the mornin', put my chain on
Headin' out the do', I call my ho, I get her name wrong
Bitch is lucky that I let her suck on my dick
While we dippin' in my whip
Pickin' up another bitch until there's nowhere left to sit, yuh
I admit, that I committed to my gang
It ain't no thang, and they know that I claim, it's just what I do
Through and through
So what you gonna do when them boys come for you?

[Outro: Oddy Nuff & jus'matte,holly]
So what you gonna do when them boys come for you?
Said fuck this life, I'm over it
Pop some pills I'm soberish
Don't even know what I'm noticin'
Still having trouble focusin'
'Cause you don't know what I'm copin' with
Depressed and stressed, that's half of it
Always rollin' blunts, I got calluses
Always rollin' blunts, I got calluses
My body fall asleep, put me six feet deep
My homies are some creeps, yo' soul they will eat
Kill me now, some advice you should keep
I ain't runnin' no more, so fuck who you be
I'm tired of this life, take this life from me