Gon Die (feat. Stevie Ross)

(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh) (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) I smoke too much, I drink too much I smoke too much, I drink too much (ooh, ah, yeah) I smoke too much, I drink too much, I feel like I'm gon' die I'm anxious, bruh, it's way too much, I think I lost my mind Once again, I'm on the edge, and I just keep on lookin' down If I jumped and hit rock bottom, would it even make a sound? I smoke too much, I drink too much, I feel like I'm gon' die I'm anxious, bruh, it's way too much, I think I lost my mind Once again, I'm on the edge, and I just keep on lookin' down If I jumped and hit rock bottom, would it even make a sound? 'Cause I don't wanna feel like this But this some real life shit I know you feel my shit, whoa No, I don't wanna feel like this But this some real life shit I know you feel my shit, whoa How'd it get like this? So fucked up, I could slit my wrists But I'm in that whip, and I'm way too hot like I hit the switch I gotta figure it out, but all my friends like Merk, whatchu trippin' about See, what I'm feeling is doubt It used to be a dream, now I'm livin' it out But we're still in the drought, huh It's kinda crazy how that works At 16, I got hacked like a password I'm a product of my past, now that hurts I'm the real fuckin' deal, you're an actor Last year, I lost my uncle to cancer So this year, I don't fuck with you, rappers The worst part is I just started smokin' It's fucked up, y'all think that I'm jokin' That's the reason that he lost his life I did not think twice, it does not feel right What can I say? I'm a sick individual Drinkin' all the time, now it feels like a ritual Started off small, that was minuscule I've been doin' this shit since middle school They're asking me questions in interviews They wanna know what I did and I didn't do I smoke too much, I drink too much, I feel like I'm gon' die I'm anxious, bruh, it's way too much, I think I lost my mind Once again, I'm on the edge, and I just keep on lookin' down If I jumped and hit rock bottom, would it even make a sound? I smoke too much, I drink too much, I feel like I'm gon' die I'm anxious, bruh, it's way too much, I think I lost my mind Once again, I'm on the edge, and I just keep on lookin' down If I jumped and hit rock bottom, would it even make a sound? And they all love the song too much Sleepin' on, they junk too much High living month to month Phone change up, I'ma die soon Give Mama all the money from the iTunes Steppin' on shells with my nice shoes Don't wanna load it up, 'cause I might shoot I hang around guns and bricks I need to stop catching rides on these sunken ships Mean, I'm not 'bout what the assumption is Last year I was sad as shit, but I was rich And now, I'm broke with a classic Now I'm clean and sober Man, I came so far from leanin' over Ex-friends talkin' 'bout how Stevie over But they need the order They don't even know me Pickin' up the bag with no logo Every damn thing stamps inside I'd say more, but it's better that you don't know Wave high when you camped outside Last year I had four different condos Kicked out before I could have five That's why every day I wake and give thanks and I'm humble If I don't, I might die, 'cause I wake up every morning still exhausted Cigarette butts on the carpet I've been fed up with this nonsense, yeah There's still a couple demons in my closet When I see 'em, just that feeling got me nauseous I can't stop it, no (hm, feel like I'm gon' die, yeah, yeah) I smoke too much, I drink too much, I feel like I'm gon' die (oh-oh) I'm anxious, bruh, it's way too much, I think I lost my mind Once again, I'm on the edge, and I just keep on lookin' down (down, down, down) If I jumped and hit rock bottom, would it even make a sound? (Down, down, down) 'Cause I don't wanna feel like this But this some real life shit I know you feel my shit, whoa No, I don't wanna feel like this But this some real life shit I know you feel my shit, whoa 'Cause I don't wanna feel like this But this some real life shit I know you feel my shit, whoa No, I don't wanna feel like this But this some real life shit I know you feel my shit, whoa I smoke too much, I drink too much, I feel like I'm gon' die (die) I'm anxious, bruh, it's way too much, I think I lost my mind (mind) I smoke too much, I drink too much, I feel like I'm gon' die (down) I'm anxious, bruh, it's way too much, I think I lost my mind (sound) I smoke too much, I drink too much, I feel like I'm gon' die (die) I'm anxious, bruh, it's way too much, I think I lost my mind (mind) I smoke too much, I drink too much, I feel like I'm gon' die (down) I'm anxious, bruh, it's way too much, I think I lost my mind (mind) Mind Down Sound Die Mind