Letters to the church, just to ask about YUNG BLADE
Is it prophesized that a motherf*cker won't bleed
Jesus like my ex, ain't to be found nowhere
Made a couple racks, I destroyed a f*cking tulip
Lying to my mother, all I am feeling is a dull pain
I'm so f*cking high, walk around with a swollen veins
I am a f*cking tide, pull my body off a bed frame
I am so f*cking done, and I ain't staying long, mane
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Letters to the church, just to ask about YUNG BLADE
Is it prophesized that a motherf*cker won't bleed
Jesus like my ex, ain't to be found nowhere
Made a couple racks, I destroyed a f*cking tulip
Lying to my mother, all I am feeling is a dull pain
I'm so f*cking high, walk around with a swollen veins
I am a f*cking tide, pull my body off a bed frame
I am so f*cking done, and I ain't staying long, mane
Is it prophesized that a motherf*cker won't bleed
Jesus like my ex, ain't to be found nowhere
Made a couple racks, I destroyed a f*cking tulip
Lying to my mother, all I am feeling is a dull pain
I'm so f*cking high, walk around with a swollen veins
I am a f*cking tide, pull my body off a bed frame
I am so f*cking done, and I ain't staying long, mane
Writer: Cali Tmr
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