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Carried Away
$uicideboy$/Night Lovell
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(You did good, $lick)
(It's a smash!)
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I'm just a bad guy havin' a good day
A fellow sinner, I didn't catch your name
Always quick saving the game, no I never pay to play
But I'll gladly play if it means I get paid
Lay me to rest, 59 vest on my chest, and the rest you can throw it away
Leave your things behind, taking my time to unwind
Gotta keep a nine on the approaching grave
Which I low-key crave
Hopin' you don't know me, only show me love when I been choking
Proceed to the old me, quote me dosing up instead of coping
Say what I'm supposed to say, how far am I supposed to stray?
Until I feel strained enough to smoke the tray?
Yeah (yeah), uh
I'ma pull up with all kinda dirt, stained up on my face
You be pullin' on your mama's skirt, askin' to be saved
I been feelin' all kind of hurt since I was a baby
There was trauma in the titty milk, you wonder why I'm crazy?
I got that Xanax flowin' through my bloodstream
Bought them opiates to share with the team
Got that 'Tuss on me and I got the lean
Molly in the water, dance like Selene
I got this
Tell me what these motherfuckers know
Out of the womb, full of motherfuckin' dope
Cancer alley, what the fuck is there to hope?
I'm beggin' for my dad while he beggin' for a dose
Heart to hearts, with my momma doin' coke
Family bond made up of chemicals
Hide the chains, before they go and melt the gold
There's pits in my soul, where I can't even go
Dead dirt, where the seeds never grow
Pull the trigger, boy, gone let it blow
Where the voice comin' from? I don't know
And I ain't stop it, 'til this motherfucking brains on the floor
Ay, smokin' like I'm gettin' high for a livin'
Enzymes gettin' high up on my liver
On a legendary route for a sinner
Underground Hans Zimmer, I'ma, yeah, pull up
I'ma die with my head up, even when there's no hope
Hands always with the set-up so much, they think my fingers broke
This for all my fuckin' people in pain, huggin' fans
Begging her to not cut herself again
They don't fuckin' understand what the shit come with
So please fuck 'til the Xanax hit
I got that Xanax flowin' through my bloodstream
Bought them opiates to share with the team
Got that 'Tuss on me and I got the lean
Molly in the water, dance like Selene
I got this
Tryna find love, oh, can I?
Stuck in a box, oh shit
Tryna find a way through life, oh, can I?
But every time I take another hit
Send the fuckin' money to the 003
Run through hoes in the 613
All-black G 63
You cannot take my key (get up)
Y'all bitches ain't my type
I ain't tryna wife, but your ass, I like
Niggas know Lovell 'cause that boy got ties (yeah)
Y'all know I'm never gon' die
Made it halfway, but at least I tried
Money on my head, but I'm never gon' hide
Take it off, bitch, let me see
The pussy pink like Toosie
You cannot kill me, bwoy
When I speak, it's murder
Better start wishin', bwoy
Just like Timmy Turner
Leave your ass missin', bwoy
Throw the fuckin' burner
Carried away, bitch, I'm trippin'
Carried away 'cause I'm sinnin' (sinnin')
I got that Xanax flowin' through my bloodstream
Bought them opiates to share with the team
Got that 'Tuss on me and I got the lean
Molly in the water, dance like Selene
I got that Xanax flowin' through my bloodstream
Bought them opiates to share with the team
Got that 'Tuss on me and I got the lean
Molly in the water, dance like Selene
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