RetailTherapy Lyrics

Swear man they'rell be days like this

Fuckin stress piling up then I act like this

Smoking blunts back to back to reminisce

Of better days when I was jit

Tying t shirts an straight hittin licks

Pussy broke boi ain't with the shit

Head in the clouds hands in the abyss

Mark ass buster pleadin the fifth

Muthafuckas keep on tryin me

Stupid bitch keep on eyein me

I ain't beside em

Stupid ass hoe keep rewind em

Look deep inside an you'll find em

your hopes your wants an your dreams

Pop back the nine it ain't what it seems

Watch your next step boy I'm built with a beam

V6 gas pack straight lookin clean

Straight to the point

Straight in the ville

Motherfucka ina drop top keepin it Ill

Good with fetti I keep it lookin swell

Diamond back hustler

Alleyway rustler

tough like the dale

Don't let them tear you apart from where they hale

Bitches be bitches they be bleedin you

Set you up with the lies an hate that they-be feedin you

see you pent up an ridin with no legal dues

Mr dick cheney will come around stealing you

Then you come back smelling like beetle juice

Beetle juice beetle juice beetle juice

They'll come they'll go

Theyll come back in

Fuck fake bitches fuck fake friends

Time is money ain't no wasting it on them

Hold my breathe straight flexing

Above and beyond is what we keep sayin

A time to be better is what I'm praying

Workin that knife off your ego im filleting

Work your life away is they keepin on saying

These words n tracks is what I keepin on laying

Im tired of the nos

Im tired of the woes

Tired of the hoes

Tired of stupid ass mf wanting more

Tired of these lies

Tired of bitches I despise

Tired of my dormant knives

Tired of fantasizing taking yo life