My Styrofoam Home - Grant Kirkhope, Eric Ulloa, Remy Germinario & Ben Bonnema

Well, it's that Mack daddy, 'Llac swangin' All these suckers still portraying Back at it, still an addict, I got love for bad habits Ridin' low, sippin' slow Mixin' codeine with that dope, split it up with my kinfolk Grey*59, you know the code Ridin' down the seventh, make a left on Crescent, opposite of heaven No confessions or you end up missin' Lil Half Cut got the Mac, Oddy got the sack Yung Tyler Durden, introverted Born a burden, and they still worship I got four lines in the cup, and that cup inside another cup Cream soda turn to red cream soda Hydrocodone liquid, made the fucking doctor cough it up Now I'm leaned over Now my spleen Yoda, green throw up I'm a fiend, so what? Life is but a fucking dream, pour up Drive high when I drive by just to seem sober Bitch, and if I seem sober, it's because my fucking spleen exploded And I keeled over, wheels rollin' right off of the cliff And splash into that river stream below us

Mini Draco Styrofoam Cups Ya ye This shit off the top man But you already knew that Hous3 of commons we keep coming hot I don't need me love I need me loyalty, ok You say that you real, you better show me show me Don't get caught in the cross fire just for hanging I told my brother ya stay dangerous as dangerous Thought you my Dog that shit be fucked up, can't even trust you I get money when I'm mad, I get money You drink Henny when you mad I don't do this just to brag, I get bored I pop a tag pop them tags I don't need me no one, I do this for me for me Before I met you, knew you wasn't for me for me I need me some love, I need me some love I ain't going without my gun, I going without my gun boo I'm a gangster what it was Ain't nothing that you done nah, that we ain't did worst ya Surrounded by some thugs surrounded by some thugs This shit ain't fun it's what it was no bap Had to make a way for my nigga for my dog You know we clear the way we spray the crowd up Like he had a bird eye he hawk them down Fifty shots or better I don't need me love I need me loyalty, ok You say that you real, you better show me show me Don't get caught in the cross fire just for hanging I told my brother ya stay dangerous as dangerous Thought you my Dog that shit be fucked up, can't even trust you I get money when I'm mad, I get money You drink Henny when you mad I don't do this just to brag, I get bored I pop a tag You really really with me is you with me? Really really feel me is you feel me? Friends I can't trust my friends I can't trust my friends ye for real You really by my side is you really by my side? Love me maybe I'll love again maybe I don't need me no more zans I don't need me no more When they wanted more I give them less I give them less They go come right back again there was my lesson Mini Draco Styrofoam Cups All this shit fake I refuse your love I refuse Grind for it grind had to put time for it time KOK kill or kill kill or kill They ain't knowing how you feel When I get off these drugs it give me chill yea yea Southside shit, south way Don't never let them make you feel like you ain't worth shit For real, keep coming hot Stepping on necks all year, forever

Brick by brick I create A life I was born to hate My home, my gallows oblivion awaits Spill my guts, bind my wrists The rope tightens Place your trust in another Put no faith in me I will only abandon What you want me to be Spill my guts, bind my wrists The rope tightens Body of lies The way of the fates My home, my gallows Delusions of grandeur The path I take leads nowhere