LXRD

I've been on my hustle trying to get my fucking paper right
AM with this work until it's motherfuckin' late at night
I've been on my hustle trying to get my fuckin' paper right
AM with this work until it's motherfuckin' late at night
I've been on my hustle trying to get my fuckin' paper right
AM with this work until it's motherfuckin' late at night
I've been on my hustle trying to get my fuckin' paper right
AM with this work until it's motherfuckin' late at night

I've been up fo this shit so long
Mix herbal with bin laden weed
Got whatever
Smoke whatever
Schticka that they passin' me
Black sheep of my family
So I burned down my family tree
$OLO on the lonely as I wander 'round the galaxy
Can you get me higher?
My real friend is my supplier
We can laugh about our problems
While we in eternal fire
My soul I can't get it back
I lost the shit when I was sixteen
Whippin' inside Grandma's kitchen
Cooking up my Uncle crack
They tell me "I don't like ugly"
So I hide my face now
Friends they gon' kill me
So I keep that thang out
And smoke a motherfuckin' blunt to take my pain out
And if I wasn't high i'd probably try to blow my brains out

In my home i'm runnin' shit
In the Zone i'm stuntin' bitch
And it ain't just all about money until the money hits
Lord knows i've been out here thuggin' it
With a hungry stomach bitch
When they told me "get up and get it"
I went and got my scripts
Nigga got that paper itch
Ever since I lost my bitch
So i'm just trying to wipe tear drops with fuckin' Benjamins
All this pain my heart is in
These drugs like medicine
And i'm haunted by the words you say like seven deadly sins
How do you have a soul mate?
Move around all these hoes
Hail Mary
Lord Knows
You don't even got no soul
Lord forgive my sins
Don't let em wet me up
I ain't even afraid to die
Just afraid of where I end up

On My
On My
On My
On MY
(ay, ay, ay)