Corpse Cabin Fever
Think you problem solver, well, I'd f..cking roll the dice, uh
Feelin' pretty bent up when I'm swervin' through the night, uh
Got a million bitches, and they tryna hit my line
And, I really wanna hit 'em, I ain't got no f..ckin' time
Yeah, these stupid pussy bitches finna switch up when I'm done
Where their cash, where their women, they all f..cking lose they mind
I just want some loyal brothers making money tryna grind, but
Y'all just wanna talk, man, that shit's so hard to find
Ah, keep playing pretend bitch, I don't give a f..ck what you want
I don't give a f..ck who you need, I don't give a f..ck if you like who you think I am, I don't give a f..ck if you like this, f..cking drop what I want
They want that hype shit when you hear this you upset, uh
This ain't a party track you gonna play out with your friends
Yeah I got some f..cking problems, we're all f..cked in the end
When they f..cking want me happy, I ain't f..cking play pretend
Couple things I regret
Got some rope burn on my neck
They all f..ckin' with me now
They ain't f..ckin' with me then
Every day I'm in pain, f..ckin' want this shit to end
Every day, not wake, I'm in f..cking pain again
