Dead on Arrival lyrics

[Verse 1:]
She want money
But jokes on her, cause I don't got that either
Get this money
I'll fear no man, cause I just got this heater
Imma burn him
f*ck spinning back
Cause I don't care who hurt him
He was real as f*ck
But then he let some pus*y come and turn him
Man these n*ggas
Yeah I don't trust em, I don't even like em
We just kicking sh*t like soccer
We some motherf*cking strikers
Shot my shot just like a sniper
I'm the sh*t b*tch, change my diaper
I lovе it when you ride this di*k lil baby
You my favorite bikеr
You smoking cigarettes on top of cigarettes
My OFF—WHITE hoodie stank
You told me, "put that bottle down"
But get mad when I'm smoking dank
You only trynna f*ck with me
Cause I just left the bank
I asked you if you really want me
But ya face was sitting blank
You taught me, "never trust a hoe"
So baby can I give you thanks
Tell them n*ggas cut the cameras
Cause I'm so sick of these pranks
Check our ranks
My n*ggas in the cell
They run round with them shanks
I got n*ggas overseas
And they be f*cking round with them tanks
[Bridge:]
Man
I'm just so sick and tired
Of feeling alone in this world man
It's like motherf*ckers
Just been put on this earth
To drain me of my energy
But sh*t I ain't gonna sit here and b*tch about it
Imma just boss the f*ck up
Focus on myself
And keep this sh*t pushing
Cause as far I know
I'm only obligated to stay black and die
And live my life to the mothaf*ckin fullest n*gga

[Verse 2:]
First things first
f*ck them f*ckas that don't wanna pay me
I'm trynna get a bag, big as Brady
The industry is shady
They taking what I make
He gon' make it god's plan
When I hit him with this Drake (Draco)
n*gga, I don't make mistakes
I put my trust into myself
And now my shawty want a break
That means she put me on the shelf
Shawty draining out my health
But then she want me for my wealth
Am I just vibing til' my death
Or am I living til' it's over?
Laughing at my pain
I'm thinking I should play joker
It's the sh*t that couldn't kill you
That could only make you stronger
I stopped cutting my wrist
So I could live a little longer
And I started lifting weight
So I can get a lil stronger
f*ck that!
Tell that fine b*tch
I want my heart back
I'm JK
Man, I be making plays, like I'm DK
n*gga, It was f*ck what she say
She kept bringing up the past
Told her, she just need to stop it
If she think we bout to last
I ain't selling dreams
Cause that never fits the theme
Let me keep beating that pus*y
I'm the one to make it cream
Make it squirt
Tell her, block me on her socials
Cause this sh*t ain't bout to work
And if I catch her with a man
I'll put that n*gga in a hearse