ROACHES ft. Shackleton Lyrics

I'm in a state of lay

Waking up to cousin roaches, think i'll pray today

Having troubles tryna' float, I need to stay awake

Left my coat, fuck what I wrote, I smoke my pain away

Days go by and I just sit

I'm in a state of lay

Waking up to cousin roaches, think i'll pray today

Having troubles tryna' float, I need to stay awake

Left my coat, fuck what I wrote, I smoke my pain away

Days go by and I just sit

I wonder if this what I get for fucking up my past relations

Cousins helping, reaching out, my mental need a vacation

Fuck my trials and tribulations, what I fear the most

Television therapy, I'm hearing shit, I seen a ghost

Forget my image, break the mirrors, then I snort the dust it take me back

Wish I never had some hope, I'm tryna' think of where I lack

Guess I need a chance, I pay my deeds up in advance

My karma stacking up until I start to speak some fucken facts

You really don't wanna hear it, I start to bleed when I'm near it

My fog ain't settle, not clearing, I close my eyes when I'm steering

And I let fate decide my way, light my candle, burn my flame

Tear my pages, I plagiarize my facade right when I wake

I can't even lie

Knot it, they breaking they ties

Wish I could say it surprise

Taking my time

Breaking the wall, I fell over through just to buy me a sign (Aye)

Just entertaining

All of your thoughts, I'm in the pavement

A pussy gon' talk, that's the truth

Go and bark in the booth

Telling lies like what is you saying

I don't be playing bitch

Over that

Imma tell my truth like go get mad

Break that back, no shoulder pads

The more success, the morbid lands

From more to less, sold the chance

Don't know chess but I know the hand

That I was dealt, just molds the damned

And I own the spell, to get over that

Like oh

Fuck out my face like oh

Fuck out my face like oh

Losing control

Riding my pace like oh

I need my space like ho

100 Percent

Why can't my past say dead

Bake and break off the bread

100 Percent

Trading these dollars for sense

If I was you I'd be dead

I can't go back and the forth with no enemies

Turning they back, they was never a friend to me

Fienin' regardless but I'm just not letting me

Spirit my bomb, but I'm lacking the energy

Geeking along

Fuck about Louis Vuitton's

Head got me way out in Mars

Space in my dome, can't get me ever come back

Less' if it's free imma charge, please

I'm in a state of lay

Waking up to cousin roaches, think i'll pray today

Having troubles tryna' float, I need to stay awake

Left my coat, fuck what I wrote, I smoke my pain away

Days go by and I just sit

I'm in a state of lay

Waking up to cousin roaches, think i'll pray today

Having troubles tryna' float, I need to stay awake

Left my coat, fuck what I wrote, I smoke my pain away

Days go by and I just sit