Tuff 40 - FLESHTOMOLD

Disgusting
Running
Passing your ass which will be leaving you
Dusty
Crusty
Nasty ass bitch you mean nothing
Hoping
Groping
About my lifestyle I can't be healthy
I'm just trying to get well oh please
Lung damage permanent from the tree's

I crave the great abyss
Telling all my enemies to rest in piss
I'm just trying to live through all this shit
And still here I am still chilling
But I'm mad than a bitch
Ain't no way I could ever quit
If you hating on me just suck my tip
Busting you in your head
Then on your lip
It seems reality is fading come on bitch get a grip

Disgusting
Running
Passing yo ass which will be leaving you
Dusty
Crusty
Nasty ass bitch you mean nothing
Disgusting
Running
Passing yo ass which will be leaving you
Dusty
Crusty
Nasty ass bitch you mean nothing

Written by:
Taylor Green

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