The Wages of Sin Is Death

[Intro]
MTM, hit 'em with the heat

[Verse 1]
What a surprise, the vibe get eerie when I slide
Who can I trust when my whole gang is dead inside?
The way I move be so low-key, tints on the ride
Just wrote a verse, say yeah, yeah, yeah, that's bread for life
The way this life work got me thinking I ain't real
Should I just blow my head off, see how that shit feel?
Or should I stick around and grow old like my dad?
The way this time be ticking, feel like it's too fast

[Chorus]
I'm running out of time, slowly running out of time
I'm running out of time, slowly running out of time
I'm running out of time, slowly running out of time
I'm running out of time, slowly running out of time

[Verse 2]
Baby Bone so cold, I got the ocean frozen overnight
Pistol grip right by the hip in case they want to take my life
You roll the dice, you pay the price
Four, five, six, so give me my chips
Don't make me have to tell you twice
I need advice to cope with all my vices
Off that Xanax and that Vicodin, got me feeling lifeless
Like I'm slowly crawling out my home, my foes gon' fold
I bite, no bark, when the world goes dark
I feel at home again
Lord, forgive me for all of my sins
I'm just trying to win, in this world full of losers

[Chorus]
I'm running out of time, slowly running out of time
I'm running out of time, slowly running out of time
I'm running out of time, slowly running out of time
I'm running out of time, slowly running out of time

[Outro]
I'm running out of time, slowly running out of time