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No matter how bad it is, in the end it is customary to eat dessert
Tryna make me sad boy, oh, she get response, fuck, she want stay low
I don’t wanna talk with the family, Imma alone, bitch
All is goin’ down ’cause on the bottom all is soft, bitch
You can never kill my fuckin’ self and I’m so old, bitch
I don’t wanna live in the life where all is dope, shit
Yeah, where all is dope, shit
98 years old, oh shit, 98 years old, oh shit
Yeah, 98 years old, oh shit, years old, oh shit
All my life Imma keep it real, Imma devil
Tryna talk round me, man, Imma saw it
Maybe I’ll never see how my mother bringing me a lot of carrots
1974 Is the best year, ohh, I appreciate it
Thank you
Yeah, I’m from hell, I’m not from Russia
All these bitches take a pills when I gonna rush it
Fuck the president who’s wanna make me dead-man
Oh, bad boy, don’t do that, bitch, bad boy, please, don’t do that
When my cousin be 18 I’ll be dead, maybe not, maybe yeah
Shit, I wanna raise my son so strong, I know how it hard, bitch
I buried my homies who’s take dope fuckin’ always
They don’t want be in police, fuck, maybe I’m the last one
She think I’m in past one
I started smoke when I was 5
Don’t think about happiness, think about life