[Produced by Jezmnd]
[Hook]
Smoke away my f**in pain, livin in my tombstone
Satan runnin thru my brain, sick of callin gods phone
Resting in the dirt, until that f**in say comes
Reaper got it out for me, im hopin that, that fame come
[Verse]
But if it dont, man f** it, oh well
Shawty livin with the burdens, and it hurts i can tell
Told her that i could relate, ill sell my soul just for the pay
Yo, we movin by the day, until we movin thru the states
Met the bottom of the bottle, because i can't accept my fate
Lookin for the saving grace, and met my grave
Lookin for my saving grace, just met my grave
Just met my fate, just met my grave
[Hook] (x2)
Smoke away my f**in pain, livin in my tombstone
Satan runnin thru my brain, sick of callin gods phone
Resting in the dirt, until that f**in say comes
Reaper got it out for me, im hopin that, that fame come