LATELY

Heartache:
Come to find out your main bitch a hoe
Gothic bitches in love with fucking Glocks woah
(Fuck heartache)
Hit my line up
Diving in that pussy shit gon' have me like
Ima give this bad bitch one chance
She gon' pop my dick like its a xan
(Yeahh)
Once she saw the fans she started going fucking crazy
You better hide your bitch or make her hate me
Too much smoke been on my mind lately
Lately
Yeah. Yeah
I be in the crib sippin tris' witcho bitch
I'm in love with her, she been hopping on my dick lately
Lately
(Yеah , yeah , yeah)

Ajinn:
I see thru the signs
Just cut out my еyes and keep feeding me lies
Too many times, too many tries
I just had enough and I start cutting ties
I'm done with the fake shit
You don't know what I've been through
Chance after chance, and there's always more issues
Taking a toll on my health
And it got me here flooding my bed with some tissues
I've been depressed, overwhelmed and distressed
That's why I always seem pressed
I bottled them up, stuffing them all up in a box
It's the shackle that's keeping me stuck
What's there to stop me from leaving a stain?
Red on the walls, releasing the pain
Still got the scars on my back from fucking with snakes
That are constantly reaching for fame
Goddammit
I don't know how much more I can manage
I just suffer, you taking advantage
Double edged sword nigga stuck in a sandwich
(or something)
Too many words for the stanzas
Man there's too many problems but not enough answers
All black soul like I live with the panthers
Bitches too toxic cut out the cancers
This ain't a good headspace
Wanna talk but I always hit backspace
Living life, but the days are so fast paced
Harvey Dent, cuz these niggas is two-faced
(like fuck)
This shit get me pissed off
Niggas talking I'll make him go liftoff
Like my bad if yo bitch made my dick soft
And these bullets ain't digital, nigga, this shit ain't no airsoft