art of neglection

hey cris

fuck you

yuh

mm

pull up on empty

please don't test me

my sins address me

yuh

uh

ayy

uh

pull up on empty

please don't test me

my sins address me

it's messy

in the bedsheets

yeah she hate me

that was last week

that's the past

see

and she thick just like some cabbage

don't let me starve

please

hollup

trick

lil' penny pinchin' bitch

on my dick

regret hit me like a pill and now i'm lost up in this shit

my life burning like a backwood

blowing 5 g's

could you save me from my enemy? 'cause it's probably me

you ever see the world crumble in your hands?

ain't no help out from your mans

and all you got is just yourself

writing thoughts up on a pad

ride to kill

but over obstacles

i'm rising from the dead

ollup

they say ay