xctup//xnywxy Lyrics

I've been chilling

In the ceiling

For a minute like

I'll admit it

I can see

I aint been living right

Imma see em

Imma see him

In a minute right

I been seeing

I been seeing

What they really like

Done with wasting my whole life on

Other people aspiration

I dont give a fuck this a nightmare

Do this shit myself

Don't need no one else here

U an opp bitch

Ur all fucking opps shit

Fuck a cop bitch

Empty out the whole clip

Let the shit rip

Fully auto no switch

Masked out w the full drip

Drop em on the curb shit

Yeah what's up bitch

Hollowed up bitch

And I pull up in the dozer

w the kill switch

Got a full slip

Maxed out till the ink drip

Everyone a target

And im pullin till the clip ends

Cut that shit dont need no love heart

Make yo shit a range give a fade like rampart

Menace to the grave dissappear like earheart

I dont feel a thing all these pills numb so hard

U don't really know a thing

Ur a cog in a machine

U all act the fuckin same

U don't do a fucking thing

Romanticise my broken heart

It's all so overdone

Stay lifted up with lies

You lie

You lie

You're liars

Fuck you

Fuck you

Fuck you

Fuck you

U an opp bitch

Ur all fucking opps shit

Fuck a cop bitch

Empty out the whole clip

Let the shit rip

Fully auto no switch

Masked out w the full drip

Drop em on the curb shit

Yeah what's up bitch

Hollowed up bitch

And I pull up in the dozer w the kill switch

Got a full slip

Maxed out till the ink drip

Everyone a target

And im pullin till the clip ends

And you thought I'd care

Bitch u never cared

Why u thought I'd care

U aint never there

How much fuckin longer can I go

Im self destructive

I aint got no aim

I guess I still aint got no purpose

Everything I change still has no meaning

Im still worthless

Im so sick of living

Nothing changes

Nothings certain

Please avoid my presence

I think im about to act up

Fuck that little peasant

I just flipped his fuckin Acura

Please ignore my message

There's no message im an actor

Send that boy to heaven

I dont like the way he act tough

Im not tired baby

Im just sick of

Im not tired baby

Im just sick of

Im not tired baby

Im just sick of

Im just sick of

Im just sick of you

Run around this bitch like im in doom

I got the shotgun

I do not look back

But I am pretty sure i got some

A a fuckin 12 im on da beam

I call it hot fun

Shirt glued to my back

Cause I keep digging in the hot sun

Pussies don't smoke crack

U off the weed

U off the coping

Purple go retarded

So im saucin off the codeine

Eat it like its Hannibal

U need that daily protein

Searching for the vape so much

Be feelin like a dope fiend

Ay

Hear that 808

Ay

Hear that 808

Ay

Hear that 808

Ay

Hear that 808

Ay

Hear that 808

Ay

Hear that 808

Ay

Hear that 808

Ay

Hear that

Im not sad

Baby im just sick of

Im not sad

Baby im just sick of

Im not sad

Baby im just sick of

Im just sick of

Im just sick of you