Mocking Bird ft. KILL IV Lyrics

Ion' know the difference, love and drugs the same (on god)

All black aesthetic, I get high off my own pain (my own pain)

Sippin' from a distance, what is there to gain? (gain?)

Drowning in my sorrow, I can't feel a damm' thing

Hop in the whip and I cum in the bitch

She lifeless, I can see it in her eyes

My wrist slit and her neck bit

Reload the pole, n' it's his demise

Fuck all the classes, fuck all the teachers

We make classics, die by the bleachers

Change my mind, I don't like no preacher

Fucked up, I'm a Rockstar don't need ya'

Ocean swallow me up, while the fragment breaking down

Emotionless, I am bound, so my heart gon' need new sounds

Mocking Bird, always lurking, always watching my breakdown

Pop a percy, I ain't worthy, I am stuck ina' ghost town (yuh, yuh)

Without designer, I'm ugly, and I sip the syrup, make it bubbly

Still depressed, with all the money, addicted to vape, sex, weed and lean

Fuck the percs, needa' pain killer, I'm doin' the worst, R.I.P. Mac Miller

Load up the weed, out the cone cylinder, pour up my drink, to my distiller (yuh)

Holdup' fuck, shit,

I don't do this for the fame (fame)

I really don't feel shit, Musician the only way

Blacked out my eyes, incarcerate my pain (my pain)

In these fucking songs, so I don't live in dismay

Regret in my eyes, why I let her tell those lies?

Confrontation not my front, so now I must defy

The universes ways, take advantage while you can

The holy spirit lives, make the universe your bitch

I got everything, socks b' Rick's, Nike kicks

Goth bitch wanna hit, ima' let that hoe dismiss

Fuck opp' tryna slide, let that pussy fucker die

I fuck up the track, for I die to my AI (yuh, yuh, yuh,)

Been a, Suicide Boy, since about 12, yea

Ion' know, where I'm at? think I'm in, Hell, yea

I'm not alone, I stay, with that chrome

And you can catch some hollows, yo'

For fuckin' wit my little bro

Or some stab wounds, to yo' muthafuckin' throat (bitch!)

Been sippin' on dis' Henny, (uh, huh') while I'm smokin' all this ganja,(uh, huh') jus' tryna fill the void (uh)

While I'm still out here, jus' tryna make the wisest choice, yuh, aye, and all these nigga's, yappin' but don't really got a voice (uh)

I'm in dat' poison, I fuck up the mix (uh)

These nigga's soft, like some bunnies, (uh) and you'll never catch me doin' no muhfuckin' Trix (trix)

Unless it's with them, racks tho'

I spread it real smooth (yuh) like some butter on bread

I'm like a damm' Executioner, cuz I jus' want nothing but head, yu' heard what I said?

Fuck, what they, talkin' bout'

I just be on, my own cloud, I can't hear yall doubting

Yall gon' have to speak up, louder now

Cuz we up, ona' different route, (real) somewhat, like an elevator (aye, aye)

Try to interrupt us, (yuh, yuh) you' gon' needa' goddamn respirator (yuh, yuh)

From all this muthafuckin' smoke, (yea, yuh, yuh, yuh,) bitch!

Like a gas chamber, bitch, There will be, no escapin' it (go, go, go')

I'm takin' out, whoever, they think that the, greatest is (go, go, go')

All these damm' voices, up in my head, but I do not hate this shit

I just be usin' em' to my advantages, yall' gon' need more than some bandages

To repair these wounds, ima cause to yall'

When my shit hit on impact

Like my name Loc-Dog, I'm stompin' yall' out til' yall, flat on yo back

Fuck on my bitch, then I go cause a massacre,

If a bitch set up my brother I'm blastin' her,

Word to my dead, when I say I got one in the head (uh)

Like a damm' bull, I'm not gon' stop chargin' until I see nothin' but red, uh

Like a damm' bull, I'm not gon' stop chargin' until I see nothin' but red, hoe

(yuh, yuh, yuh)

Yuh,

Nothin' but red hoe,

Nothin' but red hoe,

Yuh, yea,

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Yuh,

I be on some bullshit, drinking 3 liquors w' ice

At least it's not the lean, we drink elixir with the sprite

Gamble all my problems away, like I roll the dice

H20 in my blood, acid on my birthday night (yuh, yuh)

Het get beef stroganoff, ima smoke you, like a bong

My money ever long, and I play the emo song (yuh)

Moderations key, ain't shit to me

Portray hell, manifest on a tv (yuh)

Right in front of me, cheif all the keif

And I sold the roach, (roach) spent it on more weed

Neva fuck with a soul, I don't trust no hoe

Alien dick, like I'm from, a UFO

She rlly' Satan, got the henny with the coke

Can't even see me, in my Rick Owens coat

Ima remain high, all my days I float

Noah's Ark, save the people, in my neon boat

Pass on every girl, cuz I'm too depressed

Can't love myself, gotta' count the checks, yuh'

Tryna stay up, cuz I know, I'm blessed

Fear of not doing enough, never death, always stressed

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