paroles de chanson Coffin - Luv , forest98

Posted on the corner selling crack like my daddy
At least that's what these white boys thinking when we ride in the caddy
Like you ain't ever seen a spic living his life in the valley
I had it up to here with this, I'm boutta chew em like taffy, I got
Too many problems in this bitch, too many problems with my bitch
Too many thoughts on my conscious, too many hoes all on my dick
Now pardon the blood on my mattress, devil on shoulder in white dress
It kinda look like my reflection, never will pardon my madness
Where the fuck you think you going homie, what set is you repping
How much you paid for that jacket, I like those shoes that you wearing
You got some beef with me lil homie, you deaf is you stupid
I told you to empty them pockets pussy don't keep me waiting
Fuck I might just snap in this bitch, yo why you keep on staring
Thought I made this shit crystal clear, I want them kicks you wearing
Bitch I got a gun to your head, you think I won't bang that pistol
Better say your prayers little bitch and hope that your friends will miss you

That your friends will miss you, that your friends will miss you
Yes, I can't relate, my own friends don't miss me
That your friends will miss you, that your friends will miss you
Yes, I can't relate, my friends they don't miss me, wait
Where the condom, guess it's fuck the world raw
I might fuck you and your bitch and put that shit on Worldstar
Now we viral, smoke myself my eyes low
Preach to me to keep you live but you ain't got no bible
So annoying, and you know it
Really who taught you that, I could make fun of that
They don't make fun of me
Gimme my losses back, gimme my coffin back, no wait

Yes, I was there but I am not a witness
I am not a suspect, yes I blew his thoughts out
I had to outlive him, promise I'm the victim
The whole world's against me, everyone unfriends me
Ran his pockets, paper chasing, now the world so friendly

Everything is full of shit, why my body so empty
No one really gets me, I don't even get me
I wake up like every morning thoughts of my own ending

So annoying, and you know it
Really who taught you that, i could make fun of that
They don't make fun of me
Gimme my losses back, gimme my coffin back, no wait