​checkyerself​/​drowning

[Part One: checkyerself]

[Instrumental]

[Part Two: drowning]

[Verse]
They slaughter til we out of order, bags of bones
I'm drowning underwater, what a afternoon
The clout can give you power, but won't last you long
Because the only clout you got is when you grab your phone
And I don't think that path you take will take you home
I'm reliant on the cash I need to make my own
Hear the sirens on the ave, I'm dodging jake
My tone speaks heavy, got problems that I face alone