Released: March 3, 2015
Songwriter: Aristos Petrou Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Producer: Budd Dwyer
[Chorus: Violet Indiana]
Million miles of crooked smiles
Tainted dreams, with ill-lit walls
The life you dreamt, but didn't mean
They sung your praise, while they took it all, they—
[Verse 1: Ruby da Cherry]
Burnin' all my cash, sip and dash
Gotta find a way to close the fuckin' gash in the back of my fuckin' head
What I'm thinking keeps leaking out
I don't want them to know what I'm thinkin' now
Now they asking why I'm singin' now (Mmm)
Bitch, I'm bored of fucking raps, and I'm bringing out my guns
I'd dap you up, but my hands busy holdin' the gun to my skull
Bitch, I told 10 Deep to keep your free clothes
Then me, $lick, and Smurf peaced out to go blow some clean dro'
Worship the devil so people don't fuck with me, but it's okay, 'cause I don't fuck with people
They don't understand our fucking lingo
Keep on diggin' myself into a deep hole
[Verse 2: $uicide Christ]
Everybody got a full clip
Always be fucking the same, bitch, don't tell me how you're different
Shut the fuck up, boy, and listen
Couple hundred in my Swisher, bitch, I'm smoking on whatever
Don't let that bullshit affect us, 'cause we ain't never gon' let up
Make one call and you handled, I know some men with no future
Just some scumbag motherfuckers that'll cut up ya' shooter
Stoned and dead like Medusa, trench coat hidin' my Ruger
I got them blades like I'm Krueger, then I come back like Looper
[Chorus: Violet Indiana]
Million miles of crooked smiles
Tainted dreams, with ill-lit walls
The life you dreamt, but didn't mean
They sung your praise, while they took it all, they—
Million miles of crooked smiles
Tainted dreams, with ill-lit walls
The life you dreamt, but didn't mean
They sung your praise, while they took it all, they—
[Verse 1: Ruby da Cherry]
Burnin' all my cash, sip and dash
Gotta find a way to close the fuckin' gash in the back of my fuckin' head
What I'm thinking keeps leaking out
I don't want them to know what I'm thinkin' now
Now they asking why I'm singin' now (Mmm)
Bitch, I'm bored of fucking raps, and I'm bringing out my guns
I'd dap you up, but my hands busy holdin' the gun to my skull
Bitch, I told 10 Deep to keep your free clothes
Then me, $lick, and Smurf peaced out to go blow some clean dro'
Worship the devil so people don't fuck with me, but it's okay, 'cause I don't fuck with people
They don't understand our fucking lingo
Keep on diggin' myself into a deep hole
[Verse 2: $uicide Christ]
Everybody got a full clip
Always be fucking the same, bitch, don't tell me how you're different
Shut the fuck up, boy, and listen
Couple hundred in my Swisher, bitch, I'm smoking on whatever
Don't let that bullshit affect us, 'cause we ain't never gon' let up
Make one call and you handled, I know some men with no future
Just some scumbag motherfuckers that'll cut up ya' shooter
Stoned and dead like Medusa, trench coat hidin' my Ruger
I got them blades like I'm Krueger, then I come back like Looper
[Chorus: Violet Indiana]
Million miles of crooked smiles
Tainted dreams, with ill-lit walls
The life you dreamt, but didn't mean
They sung your praise, while they took it all, they—
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