Текст песни RIDDLE ME THT -.- - 93FEETOFSMOKE

They was finna lock me up
But I had it in the ceiling, tucked
Lost a couple friends way too young

They was finna lock me up
But I had it in the ceiling, tucked
Lost a couple friends way too young

Panic attacks
Out on the grass
Holding me back
Hate what I lack
Starting to shake
Losing my head
F pulled me back in
Chopping the chat
I love him for that
I suffered for less
Scope on my chest
World on my back

I took a tab
Never came back
Though nothing lasts?
Shit, huh?

They called me a fag
Now they want daps?
Dip in the jag
Yup

Look where I'm at, huh
Going out sad, huh?
You going out bad
Riddle me that, huh
Riddle me that, huh
Riddle me that

Look where I'm at, huh
Going out sad, huh?
You going out bad
Riddle me that, huh
Riddle me that, huh
Riddle me that

It don't make sense
I don't taste it
On my tongue but
I'mma fake it
I'mma face it
I'mma take this
To the grave when
When you lay it

Clenched fist
When the drugs hit
Fuck a function
Folders all encrypted
Ripping Folgers
Trukfit
Feel like wheezy
In the '06
Your show's shit
Lil Loose Lips
Hard as stone whip

Look where I'm at, huh
Going out sad, huh?
You going out bad
Riddle me that, huh
Riddle me that, huh
Riddle me that

Look where I'm at, huh
Going out sad, huh?
You going out bad
Riddle me that, huh
Riddle me that, huh
Riddle me that

It don't make sense
I don't taste it
On my tongue but
I'mma fake it
I'mma face it
I'mma take this
To the grave when
When you lay it