Pharaoh Lamar - Tragic 8ball

You know
I lost a lot of fucking people
In this lifetime
This ones for Kurtis
Sheets and blade in the back of the truck
8ball 8ball please pick me Up
Shit went south Ain't wishing for luck
8ball 8ballPlease give me love
Sheets and blade in the back of the truck
8ball 8ball please pick me Up
Shit went south Ain't wishing for luck
8ball 8ballPlease give me love

Please give me drugs I'm wishing for death
Shit with a kick I'm immune to the rest
If I Od Then it pass my test
Lips go blue Don't touch my flesh
Wake me up I'll break ya neck
Need a fix Got no respect
What is right Let's hit a lick
Bury me in Sunday's best
Switch it up I'm sipping lean
Spilled codeine On my new chain
Fuck a house Let's make it rain
Pop some pills inside the range
Blow cocaine And switch some lanes
Billion view Let's hide the pain
OGs never taught a youngin
Let's do drugs And mumble something
Mumble something
Mumble something
Must grow up To teach the children
Not okay with how we living
Not okay with How I'm feeling
Population need some healing
And your soul It needs some feeding
Generation is barley breathing
Feeling like some fucking heathens
Feeling like I fucking need it

Sheets and blade in the back of the truck
8ball 8ball please pick me Up
Shit went south Ain't wishing for luck
8ball 8ballPlease give me love
Sheets and blade in the back of the truck
8ball 8ball please pick me Up
Shit went south Ain't wishing for luck
8ball 8ballPlease give me love
Sheets and blade in the back of the truck
8ball 8ball please pick me Up
Shit went south Ain't wishing for luck
8ball 8ballPlease give me love
Sheets and blade in the back of the truck
8ball 8ball please pick me Up
Shit went south Ain't wishing for luck
8ball 8ballPlease give me love

Written by:
Pharaoh Lamar

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