COBRA THE EXILE - xctup//xnywxy Lyrics

I've been chilling
In the ceiling
For a minute like
I'll admit it
I can see
I aint been living right
Imma see em
Imma see him
In a minute right
I been seeing
I been seeing
What they really like
Done with wasting my whole life on
Other people aspiration
I dont give a f*ck this a nightmare
Do this shit myself
Don't need no one else here
U an opp bitch
Ur all f*cking opps shit
F*ck a cop bitch
Empty out the whole clip
Let the shit rip
Fully auto no switch
Masked out w the full drip
Drop em on the curb shit
Yeah what's up bitch
Hollowed up bitch
And I pull up in the dozer
W the kill switch
Got a full slip
Maxed out till the ink drip
Everyone a target
And im pullin till the clip ends
Cut that shit dont need no love heart
Make yo shit a range give a fade like rampart
Menace to the grave dissappear like earheart
I dont feel a thing all these pills numb so hard
U don't really know a thing
Ur a cog in a machine
U all act the f*ckin same
U don't do a f*cking thing
Romanticise my broken heart
It's all so overdone
Stay lifted up with lies
You lie
You lie
You're liars
F*ck you
F*ck you
F*ck you
F*ck you
U an opp bitch
Ur all f*cking opps shit
F*ck a cop bitch
Empty out the whole clip
Let the shit rip
Fully auto no switch
Masked out w the full drip
Drop em on the curb shit
Yeah what's up bitch
Hollowed up bitch
And I pull up in the dozer w the kill switch
Got a full slip
Maxed out till the ink drip
Everyone a target
And im pullin till the clip ends
And you thought I'd care
Bitch u never cared
Why u thought I'd care
U aint never there
How much f*ckin longer can I go
Im self destructive
I aint got no aim
I guess I still aint got no purpose
Everything I change still has no meaning
Im still worthless
Im so sick of living
Nothing changes
Nothings certain
Please avoid my presence
I think im about to act up
F*ck that little peasant
I just flipped his f*ckin Acura
Please ignore my message
There's no message im an actor
Send that boy to heaven
I dont like the way he act tough
Im not tired baby
Im just sick of
Im not tired baby
Im just sick of
Im not tired baby
Im just sick of
Im just sick of
Im just sick of you
Run around this bitch like im in doom
I got the shotgun
I do not look back
But I am pretty sure i got some
A a f*ckin 12 im on da beam
I call it hot fun
Shirt glued to my back
Cause I keep digging in the hot sun
Pussies don't smoke crack
U off the weed
U off the coping
Purple go retarded
So im saucin off the codeine
Eat it like its Hannibal
U need that daily protein
Searching for the vape so much
Be feelin like a dope fiend
Ay
Hear that 808
Ay
Hear that 808
Ay
Hear that 808
Ay
Hear that 808
Ay
Hear that 808
Ay
Hear that 808
Ay
Hear that 808
Ay
Hear that
Im not sad
Baby im just sick of
Im not sad
Baby im just sick of
Im not sad
Baby im just sick of
Im just sick of
Im just sick of you