Coby shelton - Freestylin 2 lyrics

You been sitting there contemplating suicide wondering why you let him take you for a wild ride he be sayin you the only one then week later sayin you was done phone goes across the room tryna cut the wrist to make it your own doom you wondering why it was you and why did this have to follow through now the blood flowing from the scars that are showing wondering what's left in this life now you gonna grab that knife just tryna cut your way into the grave now you out drinkin tryna misbehave doin all the d** not givin no f**s wondering where's all my luck Dragging the blade across my wrist wondering if my whole life is gonna be a twist now you in rehab tryna get the help you need what's left for you is a terrible deed you grab the pills and you grab the gun thinking from this I cannot run you pop them pills tryna k** yourself while you you put the gun to your head thinking I just wanna be dead the barrels cold against my skin I'm ready to give in to these blade my skin feels paper thin letting my demons start to win I wrote the note before now I slipped it under your door knowing this is for the best boy it feels good to get this off my chest and at 7 I'll be floatin up to heaven