Coffins

I won't pick up my phone
I can't even function
Anxiety all in my head
Got me worried about nothing
Paranoia in my chest
Sending pain down to my stomach
I can't get no rest
So I stay far from that fuck shit
So I stay far from that fuck shit
Yeah I love my green
And blue hunnids
Ounces and the zips
I got munchies
Looking fresh to death
In my coffin
I'mma be like Wayne steady mobbin
The leader of the pack
I got paw prints
And I know that
We ain't really talking
My money 6 feet tall
In abundance
The truth around my city
Is I run it
I do what i want I got options
I don't fuck with fakes
They too toxic
So keep my name
Out your mouth bitch
Are you crying now
When I'm bleeding out
Are you crying now
When I'm bleeding out
Are you crying now
When I'm bleeding out
Are you crying now
When I'm bleeding out