Pale Suburbian - BIV

Thoughts get heavy on me

Grandma died and it still preying on me

Old bitch hate my guts, so she flaked on me

Internet talk gettin' fucked in the brain for me

Sometimes I wish a fucka let it bang for me

Assisted suicide, miles high, with the chains on me

Y’all been laugh track, pumpin' till she bad back

Curious about that, didn’t know she was ya bitch, homie

Ain’t know me or know me then, just wait until you bury them

You’ll be prayin' to whatever God they carryin'

See the way they carry him

Box locked, couple words to knock him in the dirt again

Goodbye, so long, another friend

Tell me if this finna end

Woke the fuck up for the bands

And never ask for the handouts from the mans

Best for you, but it’s shit for me

Can’t break bread from the shit I seen

Couldn’t be team, man run third string

She get a pass till she cling

My bitch dead in my mental

Your bitch come off the street

Takin' the time that I need

Don’t hit my line for the shit you can’t keep

Head goin' twist like my dick on her lips

Boy, you a simp, huh

Soundin' goddamn sick

Spend it all on a bitch for a flic

Throwin' bands that she earned from her tips

Boy, you a spill in the script, yuh

They been the cause of this shit, yuh

Lackin'

Bitch tryna see me slackin'

I ain’t even 'bout that action

But I don’t trust what happens

Might be the first one to blast it

Or put myself up in the casket

Dead man walkin' and talkin'

They only want a reaction

Silently make my transaction

Pussy just been a distraction

Thought you was special, bitch, you been a fraction

Mental been keepin' me active

They talk the smoke, but the first one to ash it

I never wanted this practice

Just let me live in my traction

Just let me live in my tract-, yuh

Bitch go pogo, loco

Chokehold, way too so-so, slow-mo

Watch me snap like photo

Ass goin' clap like bravo

She peak like promo

Ass goin' clap like bravo

She peak like promo, yuh-yuh (Speak on it!)

Bitch go pogo, loco

Chokehold, way too so-so, slow-mo

Make me snap like photo

Ass been clappin' just like bravo

She go peak like promo, yuh

She go peak like promo, yuh, yuh

Lord save me, boy, I’m dyin' in my cuts

Only want me with the funds, all that money trap they lungs

Time got fucked, you a fuckin' punk, yuh

Don’t feel this numb, you a fuckin' bum