I got death in my pocket and nothing but time
All these bones in the closet, in the back of my mind
I just leave 'em there, I don’t even care, no
Holding up a flare, I could use a prayer, oh
I got death in my pocket, but I feel so alive
Don't know, why but it feels like my world is crashing down
I just bought a brand...
Fuck, how much darkness does it take to get this flashy?
Don't know why, but it feels like my world is crashing down
I just bought a brand new car, I wanna crash it now
How much darkness does it take to get this flashy now?
I lose a piece of my soul when the camera flashes
So I’m just asking every fan who's questioning my passion
Thinking I'm caught up in fashion or that I forgot my past
To understand that I'm just a dropout, I don't have the answers
I became a dad so young, I ain't know how to use them Pampers
Baby mama's food stamps kept my stomach full
I had to make a plan 'cause now my family needed me to make it rapping
Me and Slim back at that address, 128th, we trapping
Writing lyrics down on napkins
young
world
understand
tryna
trapping
think
these
there
silent
years
seven
piece
passed
pampers
thing
rapping
nothing
needed
mattress
lyrics
lived
leave
holding
ready
chances
caught
reaction
flashes
knuckles
before
asked
cancer
sadness
blood
camera
could
bottling
thinking
battling
death
shattered
closest
answers
stomach
small
punching
passing
afterlife
doctors
alive
closet
bought
darkness
napkins
address
closer
brand
passion
asking
dropout
became
family
bones
sleep
crashing
flashy
second
crash
devil
happy
until
stamps
drugs
every
tonight
cracking
fashion
feels
finally
wanna
shared
first
flare
forgot
questioning
prayer
fucked
writing
guess
casket
happened
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