Feel like 50 Cent, many men want me dead
Deal fight, 60 men, beheaded
The party never ends if I don't end it
Bacardi in my head I've been on a bend
Binge drinking music till I'm dead
Already wanted dead or alive
Got nine lives so they want me crucified
Each time they try me from my grave I rise
Bitch I always survive if not then I revive
Don't test me or get carried to bе buried
Free trip to the cemеtary in a body bag for free
Like a trip to the grave with no fare or fee
Got two for the price of three

Wanted headless, I won't stress it
That or for me to tie a noose
Make a slipknot and kick the chair
Damn they shot Solar Flare into the air
Somebody get over there
Hands in the air misplaced my soul somewhere
Heart breaks getting fixed like repairs
Still haven't even paid the Taxi fare
I'm aware you scum I don't care
Lifes a game and I'm not playing fair
Put your hair up square up I'm not tryna box the air
At this point I don't fucking care
Yeah yeah yeah I'm not playing fair
Bitch I don't care