"as my final wish I hope they bury me face down" lyrics
comehelpglo, comehelpmae & shlumpy Lyrics
Come fuck with the kid get a blade to your throat
I murder for profit and catch a pussy out his zone
I got blood on my jeans got coke in my nose
My diamonds are stuntin' till the day I overdose
Run around the corner wit' a black mask
Got the strap in my backpack
Like baby I need dope where the crack at
Where the cash at send your cashapp
Baby, I got everything you need for the low
Profound in the drugs, my nose stuffed
Its been four damn hours where the coke plug?
Lil' baby I ain't sick but my nose run
And my pants make bail when the feds come
Four walls no doors got my noose hung
Pussy boy still talkin' but he never gonna do nun'
One punch to your jaw leave you too stunned
I ain't need no gun to make you spill sum'
Mae sure got pack wit the xans wit the blow
Wit' the crack with the meth and you know I pop percs
One in my pocket I roll real dirty
Ain't living right I don't think that its worth it
Ain't living right I don't think that it's worth it
But fuck it it's workin' and I need the blow
I'm blowin' your chick while she givin' throat
I see you call and decline on the phone
[?]
Help no cam my teeth are rotting
Dirty white boy the bugs hang wit' me
Dead pussy boy right under my feet
You will never understand what I seen
Dissociated I never speak
Look in my eyes see that Mae been deceased
Mama on dope she been gone for a week
Bitch I am back from the dead
The things that I've did will send me to hell
The leaves turnin' red
My bones start to swell might fall off my bed
I open the book and try to repent
But I never got close don't think he forgives
Don't know too cold the night can't forget
I'm so low don't know what it is
Coke got on my clothes now I'm shivering
I hate myself for things that I did
Fuck my health can't repent for my sins
I'll crush myself for as long as I live
The pain I feel it swells from my ribs
My sanity's slippin' I'll catch myself wishin'
I was never alive and I prayed it'd be different
There's so many times as they blurry my vision
I'll pray to the sky but there's no one to listen
I was too young to understand
Now I understand look what happened to me
So many nights I contemplated hanging myself from the big willow tree
Walk down to church just so no one can see
Nose real stuffed I got blood on my jeans
Pick-pick-pickin' at my skin I'm a geek
Pick-pick-pickin' at my skin I'm a geek
I murder for profit and catch a pussy out his zone
I got blood on my jeans got coke in my nose
My diamonds are stuntin' till the day I overdose
Run around the corner wit' a black mask
Got the strap in my backpack
Like baby I need dope where the crack at
Where the cash at send your cashapp
Baby, I got everything you need for the low
Profound in the drugs, my nose stuffed
Its been four damn hours where the coke plug?
Lil' baby I ain't sick but my nose run
And my pants make bail when the feds come
Four walls no doors got my noose hung
Pussy boy still talkin' but he never gonna do nun'
One punch to your jaw leave you too stunned
I ain't need no gun to make you spill sum'
Mae sure got pack wit the xans wit the blow
Wit' the crack with the meth and you know I pop percs
One in my pocket I roll real dirty
Ain't living right I don't think that its worth it
Ain't living right I don't think that it's worth it
But fuck it it's workin' and I need the blow
I'm blowin' your chick while she givin' throat
I see you call and decline on the phone
[?]
Help no cam my teeth are rotting
Dirty white boy the bugs hang wit' me
Dead pussy boy right under my feet
You will never understand what I seen
Dissociated I never speak
Look in my eyes see that Mae been deceased
Mama on dope she been gone for a week
Bitch I am back from the dead
The things that I've did will send me to hell
The leaves turnin' red
My bones start to swell might fall off my bed
I open the book and try to repent
But I never got close don't think he forgives
Don't know too cold the night can't forget
I'm so low don't know what it is
Coke got on my clothes now I'm shivering
I hate myself for things that I did
Fuck my health can't repent for my sins
I'll crush myself for as long as I live
The pain I feel it swells from my ribs
My sanity's slippin' I'll catch myself wishin'
I was never alive and I prayed it'd be different
There's so many times as they blurry my vision
I'll pray to the sky but there's no one to listen
I was too young to understand
Now I understand look what happened to me
So many nights I contemplated hanging myself from the big willow tree
Walk down to church just so no one can see
Nose real stuffed I got blood on my jeans
Pick-pick-pickin' at my skin I'm a geek
Pick-pick-pickin' at my skin I'm a geek
