[Ghostemane] Cut my neck, the blood fresh Got a check, still depressed Been a mess, fuck 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, fuck stress What next? Take a guess Cyanide on my breath, on my breath
[Pouya] Throw your set up, 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 ain´t on my level Don´t be pushing me, pressing me I got a Big Mac and it´s next to me And I got a fat bitch on the ecstasy
On top of the bread like a sesame They want the recipe for success And now they after me ´cause I got a masterpiece Used to, used to laugh at me and now they gassin´ me, dappin´ me Up in front of my family Make ´em say ugh, no Master P
[Ghostemane] I think I´m next up in the 27 Club I´ve been too fucked 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 mother 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 (Let me in)
[Ghostemane] Cut my neck, the blood fresh Got a check, still depressed Been a mess, fuck 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, fuck stress What next? Take a guess Cyanide on my breath, on my breath
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