93FEETOFSMOKE - RIDDLE ME THT -.- lyrics

They was finna lock me up
But I had it in the ceiling, tucked
Lost a couple friends way too young

They was finna lock me up
But I had it in the ceiling, tucked
Lost a couple friends way too young

Panic attacks out on the grass
Holding me back hate what I lack
Starting to shake losing my head
F pulled me back in choppin the chat
And I love him for that i suffered for less
Scope on my chest world on my back

I took a tab never came back
Though nothing lasts? Shit, huh?

They called me a fag now they want daps?
Dip in the jag yup

Look where I’m at huh
Going out sad huh?
U goin out bad riddle me that
Huh riddle me that
Huh riddlе me that

It don't make sensе i don't taste it
On my tongue but imma fake it
Imma face it imma take this
To the grave when when you lay it

Clenched fist when the drugs hit
Fuck a function folders all encrypted
Ripping Folgers trukfit
Feel like weezy in the '06
Ur shows shit lil loose lips
Hard as dole whip

Look where I’m at huh
Going out sad huh?
U goin out bad riddle me that
Huh riddle me that
Huh riddle me that

It don't make sense i don't taste it
On my tongue but imma fake it
Imma face it imma take this
To the grave when when you lay it