HEARSE TRIP

CHORUS:
'Til I'm in dirt
I look death right in the eye and I flirt
I live my life until I'm in an urn
Only a matter of time until I take a HEARSE TRIP
Blood on my shirt
Handling mine but I can't handle yours
I'm counting this money because I earn
I said I'm counting this money because I earned it
Flipping the work
Told her "yes please" when giving the slurp
Now it's Guess Jeans stitched into my shirt
She asked if I'm sure, I told her I'm certain (I'm so sure)
'Til I'm in dirt
I look death right in the eye and I flirt
I live my life until I'm in an urn
Only a matter of time until I take a HEARSE TRIP

VERSE 1:
I wonder if I should suffer
Made some mistakes in the past, I concur (Why?)
Self-hatred over all that occurred
And I can't be helped with a sermon (I can't!)
I wonder if I will suffice
I wonder if I should take my own advice
I want to make the most of my only life
So it's my way, my version
Came in the game like a virgin
Up everyday to get the work in
Georges Marciano's who I worship
So all the vintage Guess is getting purchased
In the shirt and shades I feel like Kurt in
At my curtain call I'll close the curtains (Goodnight!)
Even days when I feel worthless
I'm going hard until I'm in the earth, bitch

CHORUS:
'Til I'm in dirt
I look death right in the eye and I flirt
I live my life until I'm in an urn
Only a matter of time until I take a HEARSE TRIP
Blood on my shirt
Handling mine but I can't handle yours
I'm counting this money because I earn
I said I'm counting this money because I earned it
Flipping the work
Told her "yes please" when giving the slurp
Now it's Guess Jeans stitched into my shirt
She asked if I'm sure, I told her I'm certain (I'm so sure)
'Til I'm in dirt
I look death right in the eye and I flirt
I live my life until I'm in an urn
Only a matter of time until I take a HEARSE TRIP

VERSE 2:
Only a matter of time until I take a trip in a hearse (tick tock tick)
So I'm just living my life and then putting it into a verse
And yeah I got problems
I hit the weed and all of my problems suddenly disperse
I don't have much time
I tatted my tombstone on my thigh to remind me to work
Soon Ima die
So I'm just living my life until I get put into an urn
(Time's running up!)
Only a matter of time until I take a trip in a hearse
(I'm coming up!)
Out here, I gotta get mine because I got so much shit to earn
(I don't lay up!)
I give a fuck if I die
Look death right in the eye and I flirt
I give a fuck!

CHORUS:
'Til I'm in dirt
I look death right in the eye and I flirt
I live my life until I'm in an urn
Only a matter of time until I take a HEARSE TRIP
Blood on my shirt
Handling mine but I can't handle yours
I'm counting this money because I earn
I said I'm counting this money because I earned it
Flipping the work
Told her "yes please" when giving the slurp
Now it's Guess Jeans stitched into my shirt
She asked if I'm sure, I told her I'm certain (I'm so sure)
'Til I'm in dirt
I look death right in the eye and I flirt
I live my life until I'm in an urn
Only a matter of time until I take a HEARSE TRIP