Chorus: Wiki 
Once this advance hit, take a 30 grand hit 
Bank account damaged, I'mma get some jewels 
Ain't?no?sense in savin',?rent to be paid in 
But ain't?no way to sense it once you end up gettin' screwed 
Thinkin' you the one, you gon' end up done 
When that Grim Reaper come, could be chillin' by the pool 
Ain't nowhere to run, man, the sun comin' up, and 
You ain't gonna be around to see it when it's full 

Verse 1: Wiki 
Death don't got no mercy, got you talkin' murky 
When you poppin' Perkies, she pop her pussy 
She drop her tushy, she almost hurt me 
Let me get this nut off before the opps could murk me 
Could be cops or surgery 
Could be disease, could be bitchin', itchin' 
Could be fuckin' fleas, my decision, Spanish cheese 
Spread it, get it back, snap, cheddar Jack, pat 
I'ma get 'em right back, bitch 
Meet me on the other side 
My only regret is that my mother cried 
And my chick too, I shit you 
Not, there will be another kid to take my spot 
Is it too early for me? Will there be a jury for me? 
Have you heard me Lordy? Worried you ain't heard my story 
Will it be late at night or in the early morning? 
Either way, slurpin' forties out in purgatory 

Verse 2: Lil Ugly Mane 
Ashamed of myself, the pain that I felt 
My paper, my wealth, not concerned with or pertained to my health 
Not concerned with if I hang from a belt 
All these people talkin', I just stay to myself, so what's real? 
Watch me float around my city, gettin' wild 
With a stomach full of bile, as I suffer with a smile 
Think about it when I wake up, money all got ate up at the bar 
Prolly get some new tomorrow, I be paid up, straight up 
Floatin' down the River Styx, countin' daffodils 
Ignorin' all these e-mails from Complex and Mass Appeal 
Thinkin', "If I wasn't such a pussy, I'd have had a deal" 
When I die, play my failure on the blooper reel 

Chorus: Wiki
Once this advance hit, take a 30 grand hit
Bank account damaged, I'mma get some jewels
Ain't no sense in savin', rent to be paid in
But ain't no way to sense it once you end up gettin' screwed
Thinkin' you the one, you gon' end up done
When that Grim Reaper come, could be chillin' by the pool
Ain't nowhere to run, man, the sun comin' up, and
You ain't gonna be around to see it when it's full

Verse 3: Denzel Curry
Jackin' people for their beanstalks, stackin' my green up
As I keep my head to the sky, as if I seen up
See the blood, mix it with the Sprite inside of my lean cup
It's a dual reality of sobriety, as I fiend up
Voices, scrolling' through every option, their choices
Pointless, nine millimeter might leave me voiceless
Appointed to a therapist when I'm very pissed, I'm arrogant
Tellin' myself that I be fine, it's the point where it's scary, yes
Carried this burden, for certain, I just need a surgeon
To take away all my emotions, my system is nervous
You only think deep when a fuckin' shrink speaks
Only time I count sheep is when a nigga six feet
Six deep, ten toes, nah, that's sixty-fours
Nigga, I don't play games, N64
I done been to places you ain't even been before
Heaven and hell, angels and demons is my friends and foes

Chorus: Wiki
Once this advance hit, take a 30 grand hit
Bank account damaged, I'mma get some jewels
Ain't no sense in savin', rent to be paid in
But ain't no way to sense it once you end up gettin' screwed
Thinkin' you the one, you gon' end up done
When that Grim Reaper come, could be chillin' by the pool
Ain't nowhere to run, man, the sun comin' up, and
You ain't gonna be around to see it when it's full