Eulogy Songtext
(You did good, $lick)
When I- When I- When I- When I-
When I die, fuck it, I wanna go to hell
When I- When I- When I- When I-
When I die, fuck it, I wanna go to hell
When I- When I- When I- When I- When I die
3am drinking with this pistol on my lap
Six medications, guess there ain't no fixing that
It's that broken motherfucker, neck gold until I relapse
When I- When I- When I- When I-
When I die, fuck it, I wanna go to hell
When I- When I- When I- When I-
When I die, fuck it, I wanna go to hell
When I- When I- When I- When I- When I die
3am drinking with this pistol on my lap
Six medications, guess there ain't no fixing that
It's that broken motherfucker, neck gold until I relapse
If I die they might cry until they inherit my stacks, uh
Cold fucking world, tell me what's the word
Only time I speak my heart is when the message come out slurred
People pleasing, always eager to fix a motherfucker's problems
Leave me at the bottom, all comfortable with Gomorrah Sodom
I chew on fent and rot my teeth off
Moments of peace and slow heart beats
God I dissed, who gon' save me?
All I can do is laugh and say "C'est la vie"
Woe was me, I know you get the picture
This type of pain will earn you seven figures
Check my DNA, my RNA come with predictors
This shit is scripture and for what I got there's no elixirs
Feel like I'm not enough, find myself playing my day like Tony Kay and Shia LaBeouf
My momma crying as she watch the clock, text my bro I love him even though he got my number blocked
I would give up everything to see my brothers clean
No second thoughts, it's fuck the cost or take me, leave em' be
Take my money, say you love me even if it's lies
That connection so depressing but it's all I got
When I die just play this fucking song
I was never meant for this, it's been torture just to carry on
Couple coupes, lotta zeros and a couple homes, none of it is shit for me
Cock the pistol and now I'm-
Head in the clouds, it look like it might rain again
Always holdin' back tears, it's how I manage to pay the rent
Pay the bills, place the bets so I don't have to chase the check
Verified through suicide, the glitz and glamour came and went
Wash my fuckin' soul, there's still that one stain is kept
I just wanna be loved, the root of all my pain except the type that comes with age and death
I can finally lay and rest, I'm owed to lil' peace and I'm ready to erase the debt
I never planned on showing the world the face that hides behind the mask
I always thought the last thing I would hear would be the gun's blast
Fill in the black hole in my chest with sex and drugs, but it never lasts, it never lasts
Shit, 2 years ago Big Pharma should have just cashed me out
Now I got a deviated septum, I'ma just wrap me out
Pat me down, ask me how I'm still depressed, all they see is my set
All they see is lack of death, all they see is what they wanna see
Calling me a wannabe, I don't wanna be in misery except a pharmacy
Tell that girl I wanna see, I wanna see her heart bleed
When she rips out my fucking heart and took the pharmacy
I'm a prideful person to take pride in my verses
Fuck your whole opinion, I don't care if it worsens
I'll ruin my reputation and make sure it's on purpose
Fuck this shit
When I die just play this fucking song
I was never meant for this, been torture just to carry on
Couple coupes, lot of zeros and a couple homes, none of it is shit for me
Cock the pistol and now I'm gone
When I die, fuck it, I wanna go to hell
When I- When I- When I- When I-
When I die, fuck it, I wanna go to hell
When I- When I- When I- When I- When I die
Cold fucking world, tell me what's the word
Only time I speak my heart is when the message come out slurred
People pleasing, always eager to fix a motherfucker's problems
Leave me at the bottom, all comfortable with Gomorrah Sodom
I chew on fent and rot my teeth off
Moments of peace and slow heart beats
God I dissed, who gon' save me?
All I can do is laugh and say "C'est la vie"
Woe was me, I know you get the picture
This type of pain will earn you seven figures
Check my DNA, my RNA come with predictors
This shit is scripture and for what I got there's no elixirs
Feel like I'm not enough, find myself playing my day like Tony Kay and Shia LaBeouf
My momma crying as she watch the clock, text my bro I love him even though he got my number blocked
I would give up everything to see my brothers clean
No second thoughts, it's fuck the cost or take me, leave em' be
Take my money, say you love me even if it's lies
That connection so depressing but it's all I got
When I die just play this fucking song
I was never meant for this, it's been torture just to carry on
Couple coupes, lotta zeros and a couple homes, none of it is shit for me
Cock the pistol and now I'm-
Head in the clouds, it look like it might rain again
Always holdin' back tears, it's how I manage to pay the rent
Pay the bills, place the bets so I don't have to chase the check
Verified through suicide, the glitz and glamour came and went
Wash my fuckin' soul, there's still that one stain is kept
I just wanna be loved, the root of all my pain except the type that comes with age and death
I can finally lay and rest, I'm owed to lil' peace and I'm ready to erase the debt
I never planned on showing the world the face that hides behind the mask
I always thought the last thing I would hear would be the gun's blast
Fill in the black hole in my chest with sex and drugs, but it never lasts, it never lasts
Shit, 2 years ago Big Pharma should have just cashed me out
Now I got a deviated septum, I'ma just wrap me out
Pat me down, ask me how I'm still depressed, all they see is my set
All they see is lack of death, all they see is what they wanna see
Calling me a wannabe, I don't wanna be in misery except a pharmacy
Tell that girl I wanna see, I wanna see her heart bleed
When she rips out my fucking heart and took the pharmacy
I'm a prideful person to take pride in my verses
Fuck your whole opinion, I don't care if it worsens
I'll ruin my reputation and make sure it's on purpose
Fuck this shit
When I die just play this fucking song
I was never meant for this, been torture just to carry on
Couple coupes, lot of zeros and a couple homes, none of it is shit for me
Cock the pistol and now I'm gone
When I die, fuck it, I wanna go to hell
When I- When I- When I- When I-
When I die, fuck it, I wanna go to hell
When I- When I- When I- When I- When I die