Lyrics In Case I Die - Gypsy Jones feat. Prxnce Miere & Jabbar

I'm losing it, losing it
Part of me thinking that I might be choosing it, truthfully
Cuz all this do right shit I'm doing don't do it for me
And sobriety ain't for me
I tried to be right for you, it might be possible I'll always be alone
Cuz soon as I'm comfortable I get uncomfortable

I'm losing it, losing it
Part of me thinking that I might be choosing it, truthfully
Cuz all this do right shit I'm doing don't do it for me
And sobriety ain't for me
I tried to be right for you, it might be possible I'll always be alone
Cuz soon as I'm comfortable I get uncomfortable
What's my dysfunction? Yea, I don't know

What's my dysfunction?
Yea, I don't know

I came undone
Almost ten months in the Texas sun
Now I'm leaving not the same
Girl as when I came
You can ask anyone

Yea, you met your match with me
Bridges burn fast with me
A minefield with no map with me
Better watch where you step
Cuz I am tired of the time it takes
To clean up my mistakes
So I am leaving whatever is left

Oh, to lose what's given
Is the consequence of life
And how do I know if I am sleeping
When all my violent dreams, they came to life

We know we live forever
It doesn't soften the loss
I persist for my pleasure
No matter the cost
No matter the cost

Silent motion through the deepest waves
Travel forward, you will be amazed
Never worry, lords are too amaze
This a new beginning of wave

I got a sick obsession
Over thinking, second guessing
Wrong impressions
Known for being reckless
Smith & Wesson
Let me address it
You can come and get it
Come and get it

Mr. Smith & Wesson
Keep it real, I'm slick a legend
Every step I take
You feel a legend in my presence
Feel like I been a felon
Ever since I hit 11
And keep it real, I must admit
That shit a bit impressive
I pull up flexing, me and Gypsy getting women jealous
Silver necklace in my pendant is a mini tek
Forget a debit, I like all my pockets filled with lettuce
And I like all my bitches precious with the sickest fetishes
I'm a bit obsessive
I'm lit like cigarettes is
I'm a menace but I'm written in the business section
Just for living reckless, I get sent six different checks
So pick your poison, pick your preference
You could get it next

So come and get that shit
Come get that shit
I know you want that shit
So come and get that shit
Come get that shit

I got a sick obsession
Overthinking, second guessing
Wrong impressions
Known for being reckless
Smith & Wesson
Let me address it
You can come and get it