Lyrics Wtf - Young Pressure

What the fuck I've been on murdering sprees
Got no respect I'ma earn in the street
Run out of pills then I'm turning to weed
Nothing is real and it goes for these bitches
Only be wanting your money and digits
Halloween nights I go and I kill
All in my dreams and I wake up to chills
I don't know how but I'm feeling it's real

Speak of alcohol I'm about to fall no adderall I'm hyped up
Don't feel sad when I die cause I lie just like us
Add up don't minus
Crack heads they pipe up
Gold forms when I touch
Old whores will spite ya
Been through a lot fuck
Real shit you bought love
Still hit my side bitch
My life is violence
My life is trifling
Always show kindness
Backfire when I pull the trigger
Full of hope and you full of bitter

Rap is backwards not par
Same spot ain't got far
Pop pills just like that
Dying all in my raps
Say it once like what the fuck
Got ice like on a cut
In the woods I'm getting bucks
Smoke weed love Indica
Why they hate I'm switching up
Make a movie no cinema
Killing on my parameter
Still won't see my giving up
Less down inside a casket
After death I like the rapping
Live for death feel I'ma savage
Your life is on a caption

Why they hate I'm switching up
Make a movie no cinema
Killing on my parameter
Still won't see me giving up
Less down inside a casket
After death I like the rapping
Live for death feel I'ma savage
Your life is on a caption

What the fuck I've been on murdering sprees
Got no respect I'ma earn in the street
Run out of pills then I'm turning to weed
Nothing is real and it goes for these bitches
Only be wanting your money and digits
Halloween nights I go and I kill
All in my dreams and I wake up to chills
I don't know how but I'm feeling it's real