Revenge/Vengeance Lyrics

I've dug two graves for us my dear

Can't pretend that I was perfect leaving you in fear

Oh man what a world the things I hear

If I could act on my revenge oh would I

First off, lemme tell him

Long days in the field with them felons

Fuck with me lose the water in yo melon down on my dick

Gotta resort to selling

Mickey D's, for a sleaze

And Ruth's Chris, reserved seats

For the shorty that put me at ease

Fuck that, buy her whatever she need

All I ask remain loyal don't leave

Like please

Them demons be talking to me

They be telling me to watch my front and watch my back

Cuz they plotting on me

Cuz baby I ain't no thug

But you know I was toting them slugs

Always drilled in the night next day wake up showing love

I'm Bi polar hearing voices

You don't know me why you judging my choices

Shut up or ya blood on my forces

Stay cautious

Young man but smarter than bosses

And I knew how to take them losses

But this year my life been flawless choppa go off ain't no more stalling like

Stop calling ona set i've been balling

That's why they on the floor steady crawling

But I can't look down or i'm falling like like

You get baked, like a ziti

Stuck in the streets like God please free me

Shorty shaking ass got my song on repeat

I think I seen ha no John can't see me like

In my grave i'll rot

In my grave i'll rot

In my grave i'll rot

Heart hurts I gotta pop another feeling like I did la la last summer

Semi auto gotta lisp it stutters gotta clap back when you aim at my brothers

Life falls rain falls inna gutter you gonna break my heart you like every other

New nails nice hair like your mother

Man I love it when your eyelash stutters

I'm feeling like shit everywhere that I go

You think I am crazy I guess I am tho

I need some help but I don't wanna go

I'm addicted to pills i'm addicted to Dro

Slitting my wrist makes me feel like i'm home

I know you gon listen but you listen close

Karma a bitch she be doing the most

I hate being hurt you know karma a hoe

I just be trippin

These voices in my head they mention

Homicides and death

Ripping hearts straight out the chest

There were days where I thought of the best

But they end with me struggling to rest

Like baby, come save me

That's your job isn't you my lady

Don't tell me after all this time

That you'll be the one to snake me

Another one to go and fake me

But don't worry this pain gon make me

I'm stronger i'm calmer

Ain't no cap in me your honor

Ima black man ready for slaughter like

Ima black man ready for slaughter like