Cyanide

Cut my neck, the blood fresh

Got a check, still depressed

Been a mess, **** stress

What next? Take a guess

Cyanide on my breath, on my breath, on my breath

Cut my neck, the blood fresh

Got a check, still depressed

Been a mess, **** stress

What next? Take a guess

Cyanide on my breath, on my breath

Know your setup

I know you fed up

Release the led from the nine

Columbine

Don't get up

I got a vendetta

I got depressed

And I never got better

You get on my level

Don't be pushing me, pressing me

I got a Big Mac and is next to me

And I got a fat ***** on that ecstasy

I top on the bread like it’s sesame

They want the recipe for success

And now they after me

'Cause I got the masterpiece

Used to, used to laugh at me

And now they gassin' me, dappin’ me

Up in front of my family because they aren't no masterpiece

I think I’m next up in the 27 club

I been too ****** up

Serotonin 'bout done

Every night been ending with me biting on my gun

I know you say you love me but you make me wanna jump

Off of the ledge I’m eleven stories up

And thinking about how my momma would feel if I jumped

But now it’s not enough for me

To stop how I feel about ending it all I'ma jump, jump

Ready to die but Wavy saved me

I guess I’ll live to see another day not splattering all over pavement

Cut my neck, the blood fresh

Got a check, still depressed

Been a mess, **** stress

What next? Take a guess

Cyanide on my breath, on my breath, on my breath

Cut my neck, the blood fresh

Got a check, still depressed

Been a mess, **** stress

What next? Take a guess

Cyanide on my breath, on my breath