Misfortune+ (Freestyle)
Ik you fuckin miss me
Even if ya diss me
Ya wishing we was kissing
Lookin round at this thing
Nd that thing
Look around it's jus me
Callin me disgusting
That's why you all discuss me
Cuz i'm the fuckin trending topic
Wearing all black on sum goth shit
Gustav elijah åhr shit
Blunts got ya gassed
Like some tanks nd some warships
We all wish we was born rich
Raised on a fortune
But that's jus our misfortune
But that's jus our misfortune
You can turn it to a fortune
Im rolling what i'm smokin
She suckin nd she blowin
Im fuckin nd she moaning
Now i'm wit a new one
But u ain't done
Feelin like a re run it ain't no fun
Im jus so done
Of dealin wit the same one
Lets wrap this blunt up like
Three nuns like a cold sun
Trynna outrun the shit
But it feelin like im slow
Somewhat motionless
Sum call me cold hearted yea emotionless
But i ain't gone numb
I ain't slit my wrist
You can say what you want please call out my shit
But don't disappear never forget the shit
That you was talkin when i made the hits
We all on our grind
Nd i got hella time to perfect sum rhymes
All i got is time to be left in my mind
At such a chronic time
Fucked wit all of our lives
Stabbed us in the back like hundreds of knives