Yung Ethanol - Left Behind

Can't leave my brothers behind
Stacking committing these crimes
Can't fuck on no birds Im trynna fly
Just know I'm 666 if u wanna die
I keep blicks big sticks so my momma don't cry
Takin percs for my mental they keep me alive
When I wake up I'm thinkin bout homicide
I can barely sleep thinking bout a suicide
And I told myself this shit do or die
So ima pop my shit til I'm in the sky
And I love you so much Ian never lie
Jus give me some time you gone be my wife
I'm gone stack up the money like Roger Goodell
They said Ian from here I rose up from hell
See it in my face I thought that you could tell
Like a rose in the winter lost my heart and fell
I'm a fallen angel not a demon no
But I'll still cut his throat with the blade you know
If I see the blue lights then I'm fleeing bro
Ion fight I'm just blickin not catching fades no
I keep a mask for the COVID and I'm serving too
I can't get locked no ain't trynna make the news
I keep the mask on my face cause I'm breaking rules
Fuck the fame fuck the game trynna stack for you
Can't leave my brothers behind
Stacking committing these crimes
Can't fuck on no birds Im trynna fly
Just know I'm 666 if u wanna die
I keep blicks big sticks so my momma don't cry
Takin percs for my mental they keep me alive
When I wake up I'm thinkin bout homicide
I can barely sleep thinking bout a suicide
Suicide on my mind keep poppin seals
Red white blue that's a whole lotta pills
Been doing this shit and I still can't feel
Can't get caught I won't make no appeal
21 bow got this for a steal
Exotic smoke off the dope I can't hear
I chase the busses with Henny to heal
Can't finesse my bro's cause they know I'm too real
Sharp ass blade still slide with the cutter
Cut up his block I might hit up his mother
He talkin shit ima make his ass suffer
I make niggas bleed and praise what's above us
Put the pills in the drink for myself I been druggin
can't think about no bitches before you it's nothing
You the one gone show me eternal loving
GV the cult that's an eternal pact
GV the gang play with them you get whacked
Niggas been eating up blocks for a snack
Im eating molly I don't smoke on crack
I smoke this dope and then go kill a track
Don't give em hope know my flow just like crack
Don't disrespect me cause you gone get smacked
Don't talk to me cause you not like that
Playin bout money that boy gone get jacked

Written by:
Cameron Allen, Ethan Christensen

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