Achieving Lyrics

Rico left here all alone

With the bullet in my skull

No one knows

But my body rotting

My phone going off

But it's not my mom

It's my job

More specific it's my boss

"Andrew why you not call off?"

"Andrew why you fucking late?"

My body just laying

I'm faded

I'm jaded

The music playing

My neighbors they thinking I'm

Playing Call Of Duty

Wit the bullets sounds

My bullet wound

Just wound me up inside a casket

I'm so fucking sorry mom

The next time you see me

I'm gon be embalmed

And that's after the havoc

I be surprised if my funerals a

Opened casket

With the way this

.223 gon leave the scene

With my skull shattered

Grey matter

Fucking brain splatter

All over the place

So remember my face

Remember the days

When we used to fucking hang

Never growing old

From the fact my body young

Getting cold

Few weeks pass me by

No one calling on my phone

Landlord just broke down the door

Throwing up

From the odor

Of cats decaying on the floor

When that casket is lowered

Won't be the first time

My loved ones let me down

Will there be smiles in the crowd?

Hidden with the frowns?