paroles de chanson When I die - Gelo

Ink scratched out, I'm not reading these papers
Blunts asked out, I'm not switching to vapors

Critics talk loud but they're subtly haters
Hold my bitch down and I focus on paper

Feeling stressed out, shit, I'm riddled with anguish
Careful around my thoughts that shit getting too dangerous

I Can't feel these shots now don't bring him a chaser
I'm Tryna branch out but won't fuck with my neighbors

Purple punch in my lungs, Purple Hearts in my texts
Purple Hearts in these raps, purple punch in my tents

Outta touch with the world cuz it lost my respect
Politicking with the bullshit all I feel is neglect

Plug my plug with the money, connect connects for the check
I check the sums the shits money and it's good for my neck

These are dreams I haven't had yet and that's just what my girl said
Never forget when she said that cuz that shit's when my world flipped

Man, I've been dreaming in the future but that shit becomes my past
Put them seeds in the soil then I turn them shits to ash

I guess that's how life goes and that shit got me living fast
Don't want it all to pass me by but I cannot live with the fact

Life is what you make it but you cannot make it intact
There's always something missing and there ain't no looking back

You only get one life and that's just all you do with that
But when I die I hope it means something so I put my

Soul in these raps and this gas in my blunt
Put my love in my woman I don't fuck with no lust

Put my faith in my family and my homies I trust
Put this money in the oven try to double it up

I heard this new rap and this shit ain't sticking up
I Feel like fans they getting robbed but their hands they stick em up

All this shit pop and I'm broker than fuck
But I hope this shit pop and I move out the hood

But fuck hope, spit lyrical dope, my saliva is opioids
Put memories in Polaroids find ambience in spoken noise

What am I thinking? Hold up, my third eye blinking
I'm too woke, get me lithium and propofol
They hoping that like, I'm gone fall
Spoken words turn to broken jaws

You similar to dental floss, got me picking my teeth
Got my bitch sticking with me, my fingers sticky with kief
Rip to Juice my life is lucid dreams

Change up on the plans like I'm palming the seams
I mean laces, fuck it man who you fucking with? this shit brainless
Overdose on hope just like it's painless
Paint a Rembrandt if I paint it
Kill me now the illest if I ain't it

Man I turned satin into satan
The games I don't play them
I'm chaos I'm mayhem

But when I die I hope it means something so I put my

Soul in these raps and this gas in my blunt
Put my love in my woman I don't fuck w no lust

Put my faith in my family and my homies I trust
Put this money in the oven try to double it up