I Miss My Dead Friends (Chopped & Screwed) lyrics

by

AZ


[Verse 1: LIL LONELY]
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 dragging, b*tch
I need some casket for my f*cking lungs, they f*cking damaged
Like the Black Flag, classic-
Never-never heard of that sh*t
b*tch, I work, it ain't for assets
Roll a solo blunt, no matching
It's because-cause of all the gadgets why I keep a social status
f*cking 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*cking cashless organism tryna thrive inside a habitat that's plastic

[Verse 2: $CRIM]
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, hoe
I do this sh*t for Dirt, so I ain't got the time, hoe
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, hoe
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