Chetta - Wishful Bliss lyrics

Who want this life? Who want these problems?
I give them to you give rap up to drama
Come meet my revolver come talk to my Tommy
Come suck on this nine piece
Come swallow the shotty
Everybody say they with the shit's
We the ones who started in the ditch
We the ones who stashing all the bricks
We the ones who hitting all the licks
Give away my soul to get rich
I'm just trying to water up my wrist
I'm just trying to pour me up some zips
Feel it every time I take a sip

Looking like I'm about to fade away
Xanny in my cape save the day
Bitch, you still talking, what you say?
Shoot off like Ginobill, fade
Away, fade away, fade away
Say, who trynna play, who trynna get played?
Who trynna slay, who tryna get slayed?
Who trynna fade, who trynna get fade?

Talking like they wanna do something
But they ain't about shit!
Got a coffin you can fit
Rollie on my wrist don't fit
I just wore it for my fit
Ignorance be the bliss
Smoking on that strong like a Category Six
(Six, Six) six shot hollow tips
Put it to your skull
Guarantee that I won't fucking miss
Who wanna test me in this bitch?
Thinking I'm a rookie
Get to talking with the toolie
I got $crim and Lil Uzi off
The gaudy in the hooptie
Catch you slipping, Oochie Coochie
Full clip, like it's a movie
Ain't no acting, I'm just shooting
Ain't no falling with my movement
Low-key, how I do it
If they true, I'm the truest
I just do it how I do it
Pour lean, then I brew it
Think they got me fucked up
Don't let that get you fucked up