Six Feet lyrics

[Verse]
Six feet above the ground every time I stand
But I wanna be below next time I got the chance
Transparent b*tches, I can see right through ya'
Like I might just sell a forty dollar eighth right to ya'
Steady flowin soda like my name was Takoda
Hittin' up a motherf*cker's trap phone Motorola
Posted on the curb, b*tch it's what you deserve
Maybe one day you'll leave with all the money that you earned
Smoking passed out till' we reach the f*ckin roach
Ain't afraid of dying, b*tch, no death can approach
Everything I touch turns to motherf*cking gold
Lungs gеtting blacker every backwood I roll
Yеah, it's real hard in the streets
All I got's a dime bag and my motherf*cking piece
No blood pumping, I don't even f*cking breathe
Now I'm feeling half dead, b*tch I'm fading, now deceased
Withdrawal's a real b*tch, gotta hate the f*cking pain
Pop a xanny bar, going, shooting up inside your vein
How much can I take? Ask me that like I'm sane
You say that we're different but we're much of the same
Come up real quick, all I cause is damage
No smoke, no mirrors, I just up and vanish
No drip, no food, looking like a famine
Got red silk sheets, lay me down in Satin