Working on Dying Lyrics

Working on dying

That's why it don't even look like I'm trying

Very defiant

They say little moments that's what defines us

Throw the problem in a grinder

Sticky spliffs like Aunt Jemima

Ask gnwopp to pass the lighter

Hoping this pen don't catch "flick"

Probably throw don't catch a fit

You know ignorance is bliss

And that's why I ignore your shit

Cause I don't want these thoughts to stick

Jeans and jackets always ripped

Slippers usually the kicks

Hold your handshake that ain't this

Watch the clap smacks you it hits

Move you like mosh pits and riots

Eating this beat but I diet

Funny addicted to silence

Crazy how thoughts start compiling

Probably better to deny them

Working on dying

That's why it don't even look like I'm trying

Very defiant

They say little moments that's what defines us

Throw the problem in a grinder

Sticky spliffs like Aunt Jemima

Ask gnwopp to pass the lighter

Hoping this pen don't catch "flick"

Probably throw don't catch a fit

You know ignorance is bliss

And that's why I ignore your shit

Cause I don't want these thoughts to stick

Jeans and jackets always ripped

Slippers usually the kicks

Hold your handshake that ain't this

Watch the clap smacks you it hits

Move you like mosh pits and riots

Eating this beat but I diet

Funny addicted to silence

Crazy how thoughts start compiling

Probably better to deny them

Or maybe I should start wilding

They say no man is an island

But I have stature of giant

No I don't listen to Simon

Someone looking someone finding

Another story in the binder

Look for your girl you can't find her

Not my fault had to just kind of

When you met me like you lined her

She was staring at my line up chump

Every word I say hit her in her guts

Sticky smuckers yes I got her draws gushed

When you see her all her draws do is rust

She see me again and she might bust a nut

She won't get the chance cause I dip through the cut

Ducking dodging black blocks

Black hoody dreadlocks and socks

Corner store move bro said watch for the plot

Right after get in the spot

Paper and scissors throw rock

Break down the door smash the lock

Ready or not

Yeah I'm coming heavy rush

Hurricane forces and gusts

Pour the water in my cup

Don't want the thot or the smut

Won't grab the pistol or the gun

Yet we know he still gone run

Yeah I'm coming heavy rush

Hurricane forces and gusts

Pour the water in my cup

Don't want the thot or the smut

Won't grab the pistol or the gun

Yet we know he still gone run

Had to make sure that

I did it myself

Only way you know

The job gone get done