Stop Calling My Fucking Phone

(Instrumental)

[Sample]
Slide for the free, kill for the fee
Pull out the stick then I pull out the ski
Put a motherfucker face on a white tee
That's what a nigga get being P.I.E
Slide for the free, kill for the fee
Pull out the stick then I pull out the ski
Put a motherfucker face on a white tee
That's what a nigga get being P.I.E

[Verse]
It’s lonely at the top, of a big mountain that's boutta explode
It’s just another day, of having another deadly episode
My mind is fuckin off, putting my shit into overload
They say what they say, empty the mag and then you reload
Get tossed right out of heaven and get dug straight into hell
Ending all my bullshit with a ruga and a cell
Suppressing my emotions so I carry on the plan
To devastate this world, end the pain my dividend
I’m pushing the limits so I do not fall but you know I am my own downfall
Chasing the high that I’ve been waiting so long so you know who I finna call
Saving my fate, but by burning my heart my entire existence is pain
To salvage the men who’ve been trapped on this planet done waiting around the next train
Talking alone to a version of me who cannot even mention the scars
Denial inside of his mothafuckin brain, still leaving his heart into bars
Stuck in a room with so many civilians who’ll probably end up as stars
He writes in his blood his own many accounts, his only rotting memoir

[Pre-Chorus]
Crying all alone with the devil by my side
I’ll be fuckin gone by the time I’m done
Questioning my ride (my ride)

[Chorus]
Holding onto you while I’m six feet deep
My body decomposes when your fast asleep
Inside my grave (Inside my grave)
What the hell’s my purpose when nobody still alive
Kept on marching on but this the end of line
Let us move on (us move on)

(Yuh!)