Toonami

Grey skies, rainy days

Quarter pack, purple haze

Blowing to the sky, and pray to God that I don't feel the pain

Twenty minutes, burn a bag to roaches then I fly away

Space ship, hideaway

Tryna put my mind away

Please don't call my phone, I have no plans to come outside today

Rather sit inside, and slowly die, then spend another day

Slavin' 'way, paving ways for niggas with ungrateful face

Contemplation, ask myself like,

"Why I didn't die today? "

Darkest corner in my head, is where I hear them voices say

Ándele, nigga, ándale

Nigga, ándale, ándale

Nigga ánadle, nigga ándale

Ándale,nigga ándale

Nigga andale

So I just roll another tuck; Lit, and puff it to the face

Uuuhhh

Wait what was i-

Uuuhhh

The fuck was i-

Uuuuhhhh

Wait where is my

Uuhhhhhh

Man what the fuck-

Uhhh

Excuse me, don't know your name

This mirror is dirty, stained

I see that you thought the same

This weed is good, can't complain

But shit I forgot the name

Of strain that the nigga gave

Prolly was in a daze

Eyes is low siamese

Coughing im tryna breath

Coffin, I'm tryna sleep

I often don't wanna leave, I'd rather be six feet deep

Than live to be sixty three And cackle with missing teeth

So my thoughts is on Mr T

I pity the fool, that thinks that you gonna step to me

The only way that I see, its either you or its me

If that's how it's gotta be, than that's how it's gotta be

Eye for an eye

Niggas blind if they fuck with me

I'm not one to pry

But keep some bars hidden in the sleeve

Like slanging a xanny pack

I'm gone, ain't no coming back

Heartless, no soul intact

My back is used to attacks

No class, where the truants at

But acts how the truest act

Cuz hell, I've been through all that

The devil made sure of that

I snatched all his Prada

And hit the grass like a running back

But

Know he wants it back

Know he's coming back

Yea he's coming back