Suicide Doors Lyrics

Fuck my ex I don't want here no more

Go and tell that bitch I'm straight

Why my dog had to kill himself

I'ma suicide door my wraith

Hit the weed and it ease all the pain

I know these drugs don't make a change

Now I can't crash got my mind on the paper

Feel like Nick Saban holding down the A

I'm having racks so you know you can't stay

GPS I'm having my way

Always having my way

I don't know what these hoes be on

But they all act the same

I fuck with the gang I play for the name

But I be in my lane

Be in my lane

Fuck my ex I don't want here no more

Tell that bitch I'm straight

And I be in my lane

Just trynna stay out the way

Trynna get me some cake

Trynna make sure we straight

Aye

Aye

I'll be a problem for the next century

All of that bullshit you missing me

Since I was a toddler handled my misery

I'm twenty one they ain't no more sympathy

What's showing love? I ain't got no more empathy

Aww, I'm at the top and they trynna get rid of me

Aww, I'm going on I feel the epiphany

Fuck my ex I don't want here no more

Go and tell that bitch I'm straight

Why my dog had to kill himself

I'ma suicide door my wraith

Hit the weed and it ease all the pain

I know these drugs don't make a change

Now I can't crash got my mind on the paper

Feel like Nick Saban holding down the A