Cut my neck, the blood fresh

Got a check, still depressed

Been a mess, f**k 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, f**k stress

What next? Take a guess

Cyanide on my breath, on my breath

Know your setup, I know you fed up

Release the lead 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 it's next to me

I got a fat b**h on that ecstasy

On 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've been too f**d 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!), jump (Jump!)

Ready to die but Wavy saved me

I guess I'll see another day not splattering all over pavement

(Lay me in)

Cut my neck, the blood fresh

Got a check, still depressed

Been a mess, f**k 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, f**k stress

What next? Take a guess

Cyanide on my breath, on my breath