Eye ft. Chivok

It's getting harder but I'm tryna get the fuck up out this hell

Pull out the choppa hit his toppa and I wish my demons well

I love my father, and my momma and my sister you can tell

But to be honest I'm a goner, sometimes I don't know how to feel

This shit get tricky with my feelings cop balencis to dismiss it

It get icky vicky, so I skip it, pop a pillie

She said give me gimmick, if you with it then I'm with it

Can't get too explicit cuz I think my momma listen

I walk in the mall and I cop it, dress up in designer all over my pocket

I don't got soul I done lost it, that will to live that you have I do not got it

That's why I just switch up the topic