Blood On The Paper

It's time (why do you seem so scared?)
Make sure they are all dead before you leave (all I want to do is to play with you)
(Please come and play with me, I'm so lonely)
(You're not afraid of the dark)

I can't sleep, I swear to God, I'm hearing footsteps
The Glock under my pillow, shoot your skull, that's my headrest
Got everything I wanted, now the devil trying to manifest
Five percent windows, never leave my house without my strap
I'm paranoid, I know they're coming for me
Prices on my head, the price of all this money
But money can't buy you happiness

Leave me the fuck alone (you are alone)
But I'm talking to myself with a bottle in my hand
Asking the devil what he wants, hos coming, hos go
Show me a ho that you trust
I'm fucked up, pop another pill
And all of my problems done, where's the ropes?
I can't hang myself without no fucking rope
Maybe I'll just fill the tub up and throw in the toaster, oh

What's the fastest way to die?
Because they gon' kill me if I do
I know my kids want me alive
But how come nobody else does?

I see dead people when I fall asleep
I'm a criticized individual
I got a lot of problems on my mind
And I really just wanna let them go

The way that I solve them, I pop me some hot tea
My drug dealer is a Cuban poppy
I am a boss in this red game
I ain't somebody that they always copy

Head threats, but I don't sweat
I live my life with no regret
You look me inside my eyes
You tell me you love me, you say I'm your brother
But all of this time you were wearing a wire, and you are an undercover

I don't trust, nobody, and I'm cold-hearted
The reason that they hate me is because I go the hardest
You sell drugs, I sell drugs, but you sell dubs (don't be afraid, come with me)

Illuminati, they want my soul
They wanna put bullets all over my body
I know the truth because I walked in the meeting and then I said no
And now they want me dead (I will show you out)
The first question that they ask me is, "How much money do you want, man?"
(Wanna play hide-and-seek?)

"Hundred million," that was my answer
They laugh, "What would you do for that money?
What would you do for that fame?
What would you do to stop selling cocaine? (What would you do?)
How much do you love your mother?
How much do you love your brother?
How much do you love your sister?
If they die, would you even miss them?"

Maybe I won't, maybe I will
Maybe I forget when I bought this pill
Cut my hand, sign this deal
My blood on the paper
Mama, I'ma kill you later
Cremated
My mama got cremated

(It all quiet here, girl)
(I see you through the window)
(I'm so fearful to fall)
(La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la) thank you
(La-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la)
(Here in the forest, dark and deep, I love it)