Lyrics Sadder Day - Young Pressure

Pussy we can't stop the beefing until my fucking heart stops
Telling me I should go to work and get something this part job
We aren't affiliated so bitch you better start not
I'm leaving no witness them pain pills are something
That you goin' miss it I do this on a mission doubted my lyricism
Demons in me they come and get em
Fuck the pills I'm throw em in the toilet I'm playing but ain't toying
Pick a name mean anybody look in ya soul and I destroy it
Talk about how you was crying to come back
Never will I make it you were saying I'ma run rap
Nothing's up in my path
Real damage did in the past
Funny how you broke as fuck and name ya son cash
I'ma make sure you remember me
Bombs dropping and blowing up your vicinity
Info you lending me
Stay inside my house and getting high is my home remedy

See the beef it's simmering
Got them upset
Calm down where's the Percocet
Thought I'd back down you learn less
You conceited and no one need it
Bitch I'm bout to pay the price
Coming once she say it twice
Images on my clipboard
What is less I get more
Smoke too many blunts that's RIP the wrap game
You got pussy in ya blood I call that shit cat veins
Know my words excruciating
See my death know who is waiting
Hear yo bullshit I am deaf
Set the bar high Xanax
Slide in then dipping out
Fuck dripping evaporate
Someone fucked yo bitch on weekends for you that's a sadder day
Sunday's you back to pray
Lord lord
God god
Help em help em