Trainwreck
Aye Graves man, why the fuck do you not make music like you used to?
Remember How It Is
Yeah man, that song was tight, why the fuck you tryna be all extra with this different shit?
This Art Music shit, it ain't gonna work out
Man, you fell off, just stick to what you're good at at this point
I miss the old Graves
It's a sad shame
Aye, I'm a motherfuckin' trainwreck
The voices in my fuckin' head, got me brain dead
Borderline schizo, I don't care what you lames said
Yeah, ask me how I'm feelin', bitch, I'm great, man (I'm feelin' great)
I'm feeling great, bitch I'm beautiful as fuck
And I'm ridin' in that coupe, you ain't never seen the sun
I been fuckin' locked in, I been doin' this for fun
My old hoes broke as fuck too bad, now I'm up
Mentally, I'm fucked up, yeah, I'm beyond stressed
I'm a real rich boy with a God complex
Every day I'm wakin' up, when the fuck is this gon' end
But shit, I remember that I'm Graves, second best thing to God
I don't really give a fuck and I don't care if you don't call
Bad bitch, she ain't seen me in a while now she bouncin' off the walls
Ha-ha, crazy how this life works
And now they tryna argue who had me first
And now she's scheming, saying that I'm the worst
She want me dead, so I pulled up in a fuckin' hearse
And now we're fightin' over who did each other worst
But she be waiting for me at home just to lay the work
She said I think that I'm a god
I told you that I was and you ran with it, baby, that's your fault
Bad blood, bad habits, yeah, that's what I'm about
Talkin' about that motherfuckin' shit that I don't care about
I got a bad hoe, my friends told me that she Satan
But if I'm livin' life in hell, then sin's pretty damn amazing
And I was nine, told my mom that I'm gonna make it
She said, the world is mine, make it your place
How you finna hold a grudge since the fifth grade?
One question, how the fuck does this dick taste?
And no, that's not a diss, I'm just talkin' about all the shit that I just fuckin' live
All the shit I really did
I fell in love with women, but not drugs
But honestly, that's the worst thing close to drugs
I told that bitch that she gotta make her mind up
Cause I don't even know if I'ma be here before our time's up
And that's some real shit, cause most of the fuckin' time I can't feel shit
But it's okay, cause I'm rich
Or at least that's what I tell myself
But I made an impact on my town no one else had
And who the fuck doing it like me
And I ain't even done my first show
But when I drop, why they expectin' the worst, yo
Feelin' like this shit is a gift and a curse though
And it's a gift and a curse, you know the devil was an angel once
They talkin' down all the time, I don't give a fuck
And my advice to y'all, go and get your digits up
Focus on yourself and all that bullshit, you can save it, yeah
Haha, real shit, they hate the kid but love the god
Shout out Ewforia, I don't really give a fuck about what y'all say no more
I'm just gonna keep doin' me, 'cause at the end of the day
I'm the only motherfucker in my town doin' what the fuck I do
I'm one of one, this is me
At the end of the day, it's only me
I know I'm fucked up, but I'm a fuckin' genius