Suicidal Soliloquy Lyrics

Paranoia depression confessions that only him know

Looking pass myself like reflections in a window

Shoot outs in front Face house

We ain't grow up like the Winslows

Nights at Chris and Craig

It was Me Calvin and Benzo

Reflecting at a tempo

Smoking refer stuff hemp rolls

Big boy whip the girl

I'm never the one to hit hoes

I never even stretch it

They back begging once it hit nose

Both my baby mothers

Say I'm a narcissistic Schizo

Walking piece of shit

With a ripped soul

But this dick made em hit notes

And Never miss a moment to see my kids grow

Down the road I did go

All the shit I did bro

I love who I am

My life is to live

This shit can't make it to the gram

So respectfully as I can

Put down yo motherfucking phone

While we weighing up these grams

I can't afford to react cheap

Trying to avoid all the cracks on a collapsed street

Present currency when you get at me

Conversations end that brief

Popularity is different on all the stat sheets

Niggas sample hits and still manage to make whack beat

Flow on point like a cacti

Pockets on swoll like a black eye

Yall riding coat tails

I ain't giving Pigee back rides

Wipe the nigga nose his mother never got him baptized

I don't care satire not here to fraternize

Likes on social sites got em feeling like that size

Cosmo the conqueror making rap crews go capsize

Deep down inside I'm really just a basket case

Haven't been the same since my brother Kat passed away

Yo favorite moments is my average day

Fuck you all I got a bag to chase

For the ones that predicted me a tragic fate

Uncrushable confident

With outrageous faith

Ups and downs made me all that I am today

Soul not for sell