Eternal Lyrics

Everybody wanna die in the night

Im too busy tryna grow with my life

Slide by pulling knives tryna die

Said it's love but i know it's a lie

Everybody say that im patient

Two bucks to my face i can take it

Feet tied in the race but I'll make it

I have never been the type for some fake shit

Back up

Back up

Let me know when to go when my times up

Uh

Strap up

Strap up

Burn my ash in the back

Of the black truck

Now lemme tell you something bout me

Im a kid from a place nobody want to be

Everything we do is burn shit smoke weed

Blunts guts round the shed from the times as a teen

Turned 19

Bag full of green

Cuts on my hands and some burns on my feet

Oh that's me

Young kid sheen

Hiding all my stash from the press and the police

It's different

I missed it

There are times when i wished that I listened

No vision

Same mission

Make another track while i think bout my wishes

Damn

Make another track and i think bout the mentions

What

Never gonna send it

Oh i miss a lot of things but forget it

What

Oh boy just forget it