Carried Away (feat. Night Lovell)

(You did good, $lick) (It's a Smash)

I'm just a bad guy havin' a good day A fellow sinner? I didn't catch your name Always quicksaving the game, no I never pay to play But I'll gladly play if it means I get paid Lay me to rest, 59 vest on my chest and the rest You can throw it away Leave your things behind, taking my time to unwind Gotta keep an eye on the approaching grave

Which I low-key crave Hopin' you don't know me, only show me love when I been choking Proceed to the old me, quote me dosing up instead of coping Say what I'm supposed to say, how far am I supposed to stray? Until I feel strained enough to smoke the tray? Yeah, yeah, uh I'ma pull up with all kinda dirt, stained up on my face You be pullin' on your mama's skirt, askin' to be saved I been feelin' all kind of hurt since I was a baby There was trauma in the titty milk, you wonder why I'm crazy?

I got that Xanax flowin' through my bloodstream Bought them opiates to share with the team Got that 'Tuss on me and I got the lean Molly in the water, dance like Selene I got this—

Tell me what these motherfuckers know Out of the womb, full of motherfuckin' dope Cancer alley, what the fuck is there to hope? I'm beggin' for my dad while he beggin' for a dose Heart to hearts, with my momma doin' coke Family bond made up of chemicals Hide the chains, before they go and melt the gold

There's pits in my soul, where I can't even go Dead dirt, where the seeds never grow "Pull the trigger, boy, gone let it blow" Where the voice comin' from? I don't know "And I ain't stop it 'til this motherfucking brains on the floor!" Ayy, smokin' like I'm gettin' high for a livin' Enzymes gettin' high up on my liver

On a legendary run for a sinner Underground Hans Zimmer, I'm a, yeah, pull up I'ma die with my head up even when there's no hope Hands always with the set up so much, they think my fingers broke This for all my fuckin' people in pain Huggin' fans, begging her to not cut herself again They don't fuckin' understand what this shit come with So please fuck off 'til the Xanax hit

I got that Xanax flowin' through my bloodstream Bought them opiates to share with the team Got that 'Tuss on me and I got the lean Molly in the water, dance like Selene I got this—

Tryna find love, oh, can I? Stuck in a box, oh shit Tryna find a way through life, oh, can I? But every time I take another hit Send the fuckin' money to the 003 Run through hoes in the 613 (Ah) All-black G 63 (Ah)

You cannot take my key (Get up) Y'all bitches ain't my type I ain't tryna wife, but your ass, I like Niggas know Lovell 'cause that boy got ties (Yeah) Y'all know I'm never gon' die Made it halfway, but at least I tried Money on my head, but I'm never 'gon hide Take it off, bitch, let me see The pussy pink like Toosie You cannot kill me, bwoy

When I speak, it's murder Better start wishin', bwoy Just like Timmy Turner Leave your ass missin', bwoy Throw the fuckin' burner Carried away, bitch, I'm trippin' Carried away 'cause I'm sinnin' (Sinnin')

I got that Xanax flowin' through my bloodstream Bought them opiates to share with the team Got that 'Tuss on me and I got the lean Molly in the water, dance like Selene I got that Xanax flowin' through my bloodstream Bought them opiates to share with the team Got that 'Tuss on me and I got the lean Molly in the water, dance like Selene