I Miss My Dead Friends lyrics

[Intro: RUBY DA CHERRY]
(Got a, got a bunch of baggage)

[Verse 1: RUBY DA CHERRY]
Got a bunch of baggage
Got a bunch of bags up in the attic hidin' all my bad habits
$lick? He got some bad habits, plus he's asthmatic
All the smoke that I be draggin', b*tch
I need some caskets for my f*ckin' lungs, they f*cking damaged
Like the Black Flag, classic Sabbath? Never heard of that sh*t
b*tch, I work, it ain't for assets
Roll a solo blunt, no matchin'
It's because of all the gadgets why I keep a social status
f*ckin' phones and tablets, b*tch, I do this sh*t just for Jefe
Yeah, he told me, "Make it happen", then he died in that tragic car crash
And every time I think of that I'm flickin' ashes
Yeah, it sucks
When you realize life is fast and I'm a f*ckin' cashless organism
Tryna thrive inside a habitat that's plastic

[Verse 2: $LICK $LOTH]
It's that motherf*cker that ya momma said don't hang with
Meet me in the gallows, b*tch, I promise that it's painless
Stupid motherf*ckers thinking that we on the same sh*t
c*ck it back, and then I yell, "Okay, here comes the pain, b*tch!"
Up in gangster's paradise, could give a f*ck about your life
Every time I roll the dice, sixes popping up twice
b*tches tryna sacrifice their pus*y, but I am not enticed
Good try, ho
I do this sh*t for Dirt, so I ain't got the time, ho
Don't like nobody, and I think that's all you need to know
Walkin' on water while I'm surrounded by some crows
And when I hit the other side, I'm blowing on some dope, ho