Carried Away

(You did good, $lick)

(It's a Smash)

I'm just a bad guy havin' a good day

A fellow sinner? I didn't catch your name

Always quicksaving 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 an eye 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!"

Ayy, smokin' like I'm gettin' high for a livin'

Enzymes gettin' high up on my liver

On a legendary run for a sinner

Underground Hans Zimmer, I'm a, 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 this shit come with

So please fuck off '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 (Ah)

All-black G 63 (Ah)

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