No Matter How Long I Chase Death, I'm Still Woeful (feat. LuvBite)

Lewis Cox, Wolfgang Beaumont

Feeling like imma black out
Lying on the bathroom floor
I ain't never tap out, I ain't never back out
Suck it up then pop some more
Thugging, junting, moving sluggish
Life is a waste, I die in vain
Insides black and my lungs decayed
Wrists dismayed, Lil Cut Throat mane
Bitch you know I'm insane
Cut Throat creeping on that fuck shit
Robbing motherfuckers, buckshot dealing for that profit
Now a days I get my joy from fucking chasing death
These hands will fuck your jaw fuck boy
Know who you fucking with ya hear me?
Brains decayed from banging these pills
Rolling so hard I'm up in the hills
Shawty so good got looks that could kill
Molly so good crushed up in the pill
I am demon came straight from the flames
Don't fuck with you, I don't fuck with lames
Been so fast I'm switching these lanes
Been so hard I don't feel the pain
I ride for the gang, I ride for the fame
Fucking with me, I ain't playing no games
Pull out the uzi and bitch imma spray
Pull out the uzi and bitch imma spray
Crack down on the side
Bitch I'm down to ride
Bitch I'm down to ride
You just by my side, yeah

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