Dead Walk

(This is the end) Yeah, yeah, yeah Ay, still high from that pill that I took yesterday (yeah, yeah, yeah) Looked up at the mirror I'm like, "Fuck today" (yeah, yeah, yeah) Like why you got that fit up on your fucking face? Well, bitch, my heart was filled up with this fucking hate I'm grim just like the Grinch but move forever great (yeah) And I'm bit up with the worst, come get this fucking taste (come get it) Me and my momma bagging clothes, ain't got no fucking place (goddamn) Used to play them cops and robbers, now I run from jakes (let's go) Said that I stop fucking with that Oxy but I pop it (yeah) She said that she wanna sell them drugs but that is not him I done overdosed like ten times, but, bae, do not trip If I die just for a minute, hold me down and let me finish Don't know why you get to trippin' when I'm sippin, being serious Pop prescription, never listen, dance with the demons at night, they glistening How you feeling? Bitch, I'm dead, I done gave my soul out to my spirit Put that cross right on my back so we locked in, just not to mention Ay, this that dead walk, dead talk You gon' play this song, you in a bad mood, bedroom Probably put that sheisty up in your face and make a dead opp Probably put that switch up on that blick, now that's a fed woop And we give no fuck about a bitch, lil' boy we share whores Swear it be a ho be tryna knock me off the damn course And we give no fuck about a bitch, lil' boy, we share whores Swear it be a hoe be tryna knock me off the damn course