Lyrics
[Chorus] x2
I don't sweat, I've bled until my bed is dry,
Outta body high, vodka spread in supply,
Take another sip, I stare death in the eye,
Stand over the ledge, my head in the sky,
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[Verse 1]
Looking around the room, my friends done soon,
Can't fuck with me or put up with me, none commune,
Drink 'til I forget to blink, I stay drunk from noon,
Fuck life, I'm looking for crack crumbs on spoon,
As a new-born, doctor wanted to leave me under,
Incubator with too much oxygen, I stevie wonder,
And turn a blind eye, won't ever see me asunder,
If I don't ignite lightning, proceed & bespeak thunder,
I hear 'em whisper, they make it clear I don't belong,
I sent a Dear John letter, I know they won't respond,
They don't know they wrong with no hope beyond,
Starin' off the balcony I'm on, fallin' seems long,
I peak over to reckon why I aint wary or stressin',
No time for guessin', my coffin will carry my lesson,
If I jump, that's it, I'll be dead & buried in a second,
Just another name in the Obituaries section!
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[Chorus] x2
I don't sweat, I've bled until my bed is dry,
Outta body high, vodka spread in supply,
Take another sip, I stare death in the eye,
Stand over the ledge, my head in the sky,
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[Verse 2]
My family tryna reach out, counselors speak out,
They hope I won't load a stole gun and heat mouth,
Ma's worried if I'll be alive after she leaves house,
I aint special, no merit badge like eagle scouts,
I'm Bruce Willis in Sixth Sense, a ghost I shed,
Talkin' to my mother when I aint know I'm dead,
If I shot myself, family got the biggest blow yet,
Outta gas, life's remaining fuel size is moped,
No cents, if offered a contract I pass at the choice,
No future in rap when fans laugh at my voice,
so my only dream is void, haters clap in rejoyce,
I can't avoid noise of my head being destroyed,
tryna stand like a tree but even leaves blow,
Livin' foul, had one shot, I'm Shaq with free throws,
So hear I am God, skin coverin' this weak soul,
Another door to see closed, another story to be told!
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[Chorus] x2
I don't sweat, I've bled until my bed is dry,
Outta body high, vodka spread in supply,
Take another sip, I stare death in the eye,
Stand over the ledge, my head in the sky,
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[Verse 3]
Lost my direction, eating with the fork in the road,
I aint got one happy memory important to note,
Smokin' weed to gateway into snortin' the coke,
you can bite me with shark teeth, my board still float,
But, baby hands to a coffee mug, I can't handle it,
I'm behind in money, so my life I gamble with,
I stand on the ledge, at my wake, as a fan I'll sit,
The wind of my ghost will blow out my candle wick,
The stress buildin' up, depressed head fillin' up,
I aint sold coke so rap fans say I aint real enough,
In this life, I didn't fit like OJ Simpson glove,
Arms out, my hands feel the sky, the thrill is up,
Depressed alone, I see 'Rest In Piece' left in stone,
I'm ready to jump off the ledge to rest my bones,
So after this last toke of smoke, my head blown,
Body thrown, my soul floats, heaven I'm set to go!
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[Chorus] x4
I don't sweat, I've bled until my bed is dry,
Outta body high, vodka spread in supply,
Take another sip, I stare death in the eye,
Stand over the ledge, my head in the sky,
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