Lyrics Asshole - SickLonely

I dont wanna talk about the cash flow
Sicklo thats not what i'm here for
Split personality akimbo
Takin shots with no pistol
No love for a bimbo
Bend her back limbo
Not the devil but sinful
Dont sugarcoat it im an asshole

Dont sugarcoat it im a prick
Do what i want dont think
When u hate i dont blink
Laugh as your ego shrink

Run through your home no baseball
Dont pick up the phone if she call
Never back down i stand tall
I was the kid in school shootin spitballs

Even back then man life was a bitch
Thinkin god damn man life full of shit
Biggest mistake i stuck to the script
Did what i hate till i did what i wish
Oh shit

Never woulda thought i would end up like this
Slang when i hang with a gang of misfits
Not sane in my brain from the strains and the bitch
If i see your face gonna aim wit my fist

Wont seal your fate im above that
That bitch aint nothin but a cum rag
Fell for it once never will i fuckin trust that
Eshay slut fit your problems in your bum bag

Maybe i will never see a payday
For sure never will i think the same way
Cant find my mind
Man i think ive gone cray cray
Not kanye but my bitch like kim k

I dont wanna talk about the cash flow
Sicklo thats not what i'm here for
Split personality akimbo
Takin shots with no pistol
No love for a bimbo
Bend her back limbo
Not the devil but sinful
Dont sugarcoat it im an asshole

We are not friends your my enemy
I know you envyus you aint ahead of me
Never forget what you said to me
I see you fake cause you slither like centipede

Little fucker wanna get a bit of my shine
Sorry we different i am a one of a kind
A little bit weird im harder to find
Aint a skater but ive been on my grind

Been on the grind
Been doin my thing
Mood sways like my brain on a swing
Talk my mind I don't care what you think
To the skies imma scream when I sing

Motherfucker really wanna get up on the bullshit
I don't hear nothin man I ignore the nuisance
I don't give a fuck about your two cents
Who says
I'll be nothin
Now I really gotta prove em

Prove em wrong with my tracks
Got the drive thats facts
Not divine but I'm sure to shine
I put time into my raps

Damn he
Spit fast
Mastered
This craft
Crazy
I act

Dont want these hoes
So ill pass
Pass her by im in the fast lane
She give head but got no brain
Waste of time not wastin mine
Know I cant be fooled with the mind games

Writin up rhymes so you gotta think twice
When I spit the flow it gotta be right
Never fall man I fight
Not Wazowski
But i be a monster on the mic
Goddamn

I dont wanna talk about the cash flow
Sicklo thats not what i'm here for
Split personality akimbo
Takin shots with no pistol
No love for a bimbo
Bend her back limbo
Not the devil but sinful
Dont sugarcoat it im an asshole