I Hung Myself for a Persona - $uicideboy$

I been itching for a plot, yeah

But ain’t no waving cannons on my block, no

7th Ward Lord take a shot, yeah

I’ma keep my head down (I don’t give a fuck)

Switching scripts, they’re never in the same spot, yeah

Fuck this music shit, I’m itching for a plot, yeah

Ain’t no- ain’t no fucking digits on my clock, no

I ain’t one of y’all just let me rot, yeah

I was just with Peep in London

Still feel like I don’t exist at all, no

Fuck this social gathering

I’ma smoke a square out in the fucking hall, oh

They told me watch out for the snakes

But they forgot about the plague

And the AK and with Lil Remains

And the AK and what little Remains

Hold up hold up hold up

Had to put down the narcotics

But I ain’t really stop it

Xanny and Suboxone

Stay up in my wallet

On the block catch the Glock

Shoes hanging like a chord

Not a tour

7th war

Hot boys

Prime time

Dotted line never signed

On the drugs can’t doze

If I do be exposed

Oh no

Chopper city

Dead bodies

Alligators

Disembodied

Did the crime not the time

Lil' jitts on the porch gripping 9's, gripping 9's

Pull that torch

Light em up

Young as 12

Living hell

Lil' remains

Yung plague

No respect given unless you steal or you take hoe