Ain'tAnuff ft. $!ckBoy Lyrics

I would dream about the end of the world

I would see the heaven's wind catchin' fire

When the end is near I will sit here and just watch

There ain't enough space on that page

To replace all this rage that be caged up inside me

There ain't no way to escape all that hate everyday

Keep me waitin' here quietly

Hey I'm feelin' numb to society

I still be my self notoriety

And fuck em' whoever ain't likin' me

Pop em' like Vicodin

Then let the night begin

There ain't enough space on that page

To replace all this rage that be caged up inside me

There ain't no way to escape all that hate everyday

Keep me waitin' here quietly

Hey I'm feelin' numb to society

I still be my self notoriety

And fuck em' whoever ain't likin' me

Pop em' like Vicodin

Then let the night begin

Hey I'm usin' drugs like they're earplug

I be high as fuck like an airplane

If nobody perfect I'm near enough

And I see this world in a clear pain

You either gon' catch you a body

Or wind up a body on somebody's rap song

You come at me kamikaze

Turn you into broccoli

And roll your bitch ass right on back home

Boy y'all lame as fuck like a Trac-Phone

The only white boy in the trap house

I slap my dick on yo' hoe backbone

And then beat that shit up till she tap out

I stay gassin' up till I pass out

Boy y'all throwin' stones in a glass house

Y'all talkin' bout I took a bad route

Bitch I'll tear off this mirror and mash out

Come on

I would dream about the end of the world

I would see the heaven's wind catchin' fire

When the end is near I will sit here and just watch

There ain't enough space on that page

To replace all this rage that be caged up inside me

There ain't no way to escape all that hate everyday

Keep me waitin' here quietly

Hey I'm feelin' numb to society

I still be my self notoriety

And fuck em' whoever ain't likin' me

Pop em' like Vicodin

Then let the night begin

Sick boy

So sick in the head I'm gon' need medication

So please tell my doctor I'm startin' to go crazy

This shit that I'm doin'

Them moves you ain't make it

Yo' Bitch at the house and she swallow my babies

I'm blowin' this money like I'll never save it

I'm smokin' that Zaza this shit be my favorite

So shout out to anyone ever that hate it

That shit that you talkin' in I'm gon' make it

This shit that you talkin' in I'm gon' make it

Shout out to anyone ever that hate it

This shit that you talkin' in I'm gon' make it

Ski mask

Boots on

Kick in yo' door it's a robbery

My bad

Your fault

Shouldn't have told me your ass was ballin'

Don't piss me off

Get hit with these sticks like hockey

Yellow tape

White chalk

They tracin' that shit around yo' body

There ain't enough space on that page

To replace all this rage that be caged up inside me

There ain't no way to escape all that hate everyday

Keep me waitin' here quietly

Hey I'm feelin' numb to society

I still be my self notoriety

And fuck em' whoever ain't likin' me

Pop em' like Vicodin

Then let the night begin

I would dream about the end of the world

I would see the heaven's wind catchin' fire

When the end is near I will sit here and just watch

I would dream about the end of the world

I would see the heaven's wind catchin' fire

When the end is near I will sit here and just watch