Slowly Rotting In My FTP Lyrics

Stuck in a haze

You are my only way

Only way out

Pull the trigga back

Pull the

Pull the

Pull the trigga back

Watch the bullet smack his throat

Cock that shit right back

Cock that shit right back

It make me wanna go and pull the

Pull the trigga back

Pull the trigga back

Pull the

Pull the

Pull the trigga back

Watch the bullet smack his throat

(cock that shit for me)

Man drop that shit for these fuck niggas

Bitch I'm back

Inside a

BIG BODY BENZ

Smoking a pack

It filling up wit his friends

When I'm in the whip

Swerving

Sippin

On HI-TEC

Cruising down the avenue

Turning down the boulvard

The reflection off my tint

Remind me bout that shit

Overdosing on prescriptions

Cause my life ain't shit

Selling fent laced xannies

For the fuck of it

They be like Rico

How the FUCK you get up

ICY SHINY?

I be like

I'm inside this FTP

Slowly rotting

Everytime I feel like

Shooting myself

I'm slowly jotting

Every song I've ever wrote

Is a suicide note

When I said I know a place

Where I wanna go and

Pull the trigga back

Pull the trigga back

Pull the

Pull the

Pull the trigga back

Watch the bullets smack his throat

(I took her to the graveyard and I showed her my tombstone)

I took her to the graveyard

And

I showed her my tombstone

My body

Numb

My body

Cold

My grave

Filled wit gold

Can't fuck wit nobody

I'm the realest on my team

When I need advice

I look fourth

To the other side

I'm always frowning

But my reflection

Is always smiling

All trials

Tribulation

It was nonstop failing

When I wanted to do

Better

It was nonstop hating

Now I'm making more money

Than your parents

Put together

Man I'm feeling suicidal

But it's all worthwhile

Fuck the chains

Fuck the money

It all means

NOTHING

FTP everyday

Fuck The Population

Engraved on my grave

Living my life

In fucking

Grey bitch