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Cut my neck, the blood fresh
Got a check, still depressed
Been a mess, f*ck stress
What next? Take a guess
Cyanide on my breath, on my breath, on my breath
Cut my neck, the blood fresh
Got a check, still depressed
Been a mess, f*ck stress
What next? Take a guess
Cyanide on my breath, on my breath
Know your setup, I know you fed up
Release the lead from the nine, Columbine
Don't get up, I got a vendetta
I got depressed and I never got better
You get on my level, don't be pushing me, pressing me
I got a Big Mac and it's next to me
I got a fat b*tch on that ecstasy
On top on the bread like it's sesame
They want the recipe for success
And now they after me
'Cause I got the masterpiece
Used to, used to laugh at me
And now they gassin' me, dappin' me
Up in front of my family because they aren't no masterpiece
I think I'm next up in the 27 club
I've been too fu*ked up, serotonin 'bout done
Every night been ending with me biting on my gun
I know you say you love me but you make me wanna jump
Off of the ledge I'm eleven stories up and
Thinking about how my momma would feel if I jumped
But now it's not enough for me to stop how I feel
About ending it all, I'ma jump (Jump!), jump (Jump!)
Ready to die but Wavy saved me
I guess I'll see another day not splattering all over pavement
(Lay me in)
Cut my neck, the blood fresh
Got a check, still depressed
Been a mess, f*ck stress
What next? Take a guess
Cyanide on my breath, on my breath, on my breath
Cut my neck, the blood fresh
Got a check, still depressed
Been a mess, f*ck stress
What next? Take a guess
Cyanide on my breath, on my breath