Songs by lil corpsey

[Intro: CORPSE & Bexey] Bitch, I\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’m a fuck up, ayy So, yeah, you\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’ve been making music for four years You\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’re clearly fucking super passionate about it And you must be good at it I think do it, bro I mean, you\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’re doing it already, you just haven\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’t posted it [Chorus: CORPSE] I\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’m still on the run Oppositions tryna get me I\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’m still swervin\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’ \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’til I\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’m done Won\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’t off the gas until it\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’s empty All these bitches tryna front All my exes can\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’t forget me I still fuckin\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’ hate myself I still fuckin\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’ can\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’t accept me I\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’m still on the run Oppositions tryna get me I\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’m still swervin\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’ \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’til I\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’m done Won\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’t off the gas until it\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’s empty All these bitches tryna front All my exes can\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’t forget me I still fuckin\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’ hate myself I still fuckin\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’ can\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’t accept me [Post-Chorus: CORPSE] Bitch, I\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’m a fuck up, ayy It\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’s why I get fucked up, ayy Bitch, I\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’m a fuck up, ayy It\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’s why I get fucked up, yeah [Refrain: CORPSE] I wish to want a simple life (Little bitch) I\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’m mad, I can\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’t be satisfied (Ayy) I fuckin\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’ snap, and they all ask me why (Ayy) I chase the bag and then another high (Little bitch) [Verse: CORPSE] Spent a lot of my time waitin\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’ Fucked up, still tryna figure how to face it, uh Got better vision like LASIK Fuckboy, get the fuck outta my face, bitch, uh Gunnin\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’ for the top, I\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’m sprayin\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’ Full metal shots, don\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’t miss, I take \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’em, uh Never really cared if I\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’m famous I make real shit while you just fake it [Chorus: CORPSE] I\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’m still on the run Oppositions tryna get me I\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’m still swervin\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’ \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’til I\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’m done Won\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’t off the gas until it\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’s empty All these bitches tryna front All my exes can\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’t forget me I still fuckin\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’ hate myself I still fuckin\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’ can\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’t accept me [Post-Chorus: CORPSE] Bitch, I\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’m a fuck up, ayy It\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’s why I get fucked up, ayy Bitch, I\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’m a fuck up, ayy It\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’s why I get fucked up, yeah [Refrain: CORPSE] I wish to want a simple life (Little bitch) I\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’m mad, I can\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’t be satisfied (Ayy) I fuckin\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’ snap, and they all ask me why (Ayy) I chase the bag and then another high (Little bitch) Beezeecade 805 6 days ago Verse One: Ima die and im fly So I can fall asleep tonight, or die. Strip club But we don’t have much room to live Chorus: EVERYTHING they won’t mean a thing IM NEVER HAPPY And everything that I said was true, Verse Two: UH IM KILLING PEOPLE FLEXING Did you know I miss you Strip club Your veil is ruined in the rain Chorus: EVERYTHING they won’t mean a thing IM NEVER HAPPY But we don’t have much room to live

A song by lil corpsey

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