TBS Rappin' - Dying

I'm drunk, I'm high, fucked up, I'm dying
Rather the giving, nigga ain't counting on praying
I'm drunk, I'm high, fucked up, i'm dying
How should I clear nigga i'm beating my fears
I'm drunk, I'm high, fucked up, I'm dying
Rather the giving, nigga ain't counting on praying
I'm drunk, I'm high, fucked up, i'm dying
How should I clear nigga i'm beating my fears
Fuckin the shit, helping my own
Before i fell in love bitch I was alone
Fuckin some bitches sometime at home
But never really felt yea like it was home
Omg imma smoke my shit
Oh my g imma make this shit
My real og always making this shit
Rather the shit, rather the snitches
Wonder what in my life is coming
While i just have a life of cuming
Will i just have a life of money
Just praying for the while but nothing coming
Sipping till I’m gone, I’ve been so much on the road
Already fucked myself by smoking like 20 in a row
Nigga yea I know for while I’m still broke
Shawty yea I know, used to sell sum stuffs
So I can’t hope on luck
Take a hit, so you could ease a bit
I’m in this shit, nigga stuck in it
So much I wish but never I fit
I'm making it till one day imma live
My dream life, fuck it need cash
Realize that we die fast
I'm drunk, I'm high, fucked up, I'm dying
Rather the giving, nigga ain't counting on praying
I'm drunk, I'm high, fucked up, i'm dying
How should I clear nigga i'm beating my fears
I'm drunk, I'm high, fucked up, I'm dying
Rather the giving, nigga ain't counting on praying
I'm drunk, I'm high, fucked up, i'm dying
How should I clear nigga i'm beating my fears
Writing shits that no one could talk about
My living story, all the trust that I have lost
My feeling lost once how could I love some whore
Expressing myself, just tell them how they are my world
Sorry for the interpret, I can't explain with words 
I wanna leave my print, dealing with the lord
Exposed to live shit since the fucking day i born
Rather all they say i still can't explain my home
Just leave me alone, still fine in my zone
I'm done with this, the living shit need to fine my own
Awesome bitch, fucking rich I'm thinking bout the solve
Know that money, fucking money is the fucking solve
I'm drunk, I'm high, fucked up, I'm dying
Rather the giving, nigga ain't counting on praying
I'm drunk, I'm high, fucked up, i'm dying
How should I clear nigga i'm beating my fears
I'm drunk, I'm high, fucked up, I'm dying
Rather the giving, nigga ain't counting on praying
I'm drunk, I'm high, fucked up, i'm dying
How should I clear nigga i'm beating my fears

Written by:
André Truong Nhu Minh Truc

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