Goodbye

(Leavin' 'em dead)

(Smokin' with lead)

(Leavin' they bodies bloody red)

(Leavin' 'em dead)

(Smokin' with lead)

(Leavin' they bodies bloody red)

(Leavin' 'em dead)

(Smokin' with lead)

(Leavin' they bodies bloody red)

(Leavin' 'em dead)

(Smokin' with lead)

(Leavin' they bodies bloody red)

I got the gun to my head

Soaked in that bloody red

I'm comin' out of my body

I can't let go of the shotty

$carecrow the fuckin' almighty

Smokin' on pages of Bible

Lurkin' whenever they night come

Only a few I respect

The rest I would piss on 'em dead

The best that you came across yet

Suicide gods of the dead

Ego gave you a big head

I got the gun to my head

Never been scared of the end

You bustas stay stuck on pretend

(I been fucked up since a kid)

(Leavin' 'em dead)

(Smokin' with lead)

(Leavin' they bodies bloody red)

(Leavin' 'em dead)

(Smokin' with lead)

(Leavin' they bodies bloody red)

(Leavin' 'em dead)

(Smokin' with lead)

(Leavin' they bodies bloody red)

(Leavin' 'em dead)

(Smokin' with lead)

Back in 2015

I thought we were knee deep in the snake pit

Or so it seemed

But two years later

I'm up to my neck in a slithery death

Hissin' whispers to my spleen

I've had friends end up dead on me

Now they're my enemies

Enemies turnin' to friends

At least now they'll be bendin' knees

No they'll be sendin' these threats

I regret that we met

Yeah, you say it's on sight, bitch

You know I don't fret, bitch

You know I never gave a fuck about a favorite

Fuck, maybe you could learn a thing or two

About how to be a favorite

Fuck you, lil' hoe

Ten toes down with ten tagged toes

Ten hoes down with whatever I know

You act like ten hoes

Bound to the way shit go

(Leavin' 'em dead)

(Smokin' with lead)

(Leavin' they bodies bloody red)

(Leavin' 'em dead)

(Smokin' with lead)

(Leavin' they bodies bloody red)