ROSES TO MY GRAVE lyrics

[Verse 1: SURGE]
Mama told me I'ma be a f*ck up
If I pipe a b*tch, her pus*y made of rubber, okay
Smelled that pus*y from a distance, I'ma hurt her, aye
If she love me, I'ma have to make her suffer, aye, aye
Why does my life feel like this? Aye
n*ggas talk sh*t like a b*tch, aye
Run up on you with my fist, aye
Yo' shawty, she all on my di*k, aye
pus*y boy slide up on me, I don't f*ck with tricks
Watch this blade swing at you, slicing down yo' wrist

[Verse 2: LXWLIFE]
17, pop a xan, never f*ckin' sleep
Death for me, never reap, what you f*ckin' mean?
Reaper not holdin' [?]
This lifе never workin'
You know that I'm certain
Thе death to be urgent
That pistol [?]
You know what I worship
That triple six, know what I'm burnin'
Yeah, I know, I'm known for the pills
These drugs, they writin' my will
Got codeine drippin', f*ck a feel
I'm OD'ing, never for the thrill
Lay me down to my f*ckin' grave, hope they write my name
I don't give a f*ck about this place, hope I die in vain