Sunshine Christo, Ric$terrrr, Jug301 - Fathøm#47 lyrics

Ten pills, ten bills
Bullets pierce the windshield
Niggas dying, niggas killed
Reality's fake so what is real
Blowing up like Ukraine
I'm numb off the Novacane
You're a pussy, you're a stain
Memorizing bars in my brain
You ain't practice but I train
Running towards all the fame
They think I'll die anyway
That shit will happen any day
Emochao I entertain
In the club with some skanks
Fuck being a warrior, I'm a
Snake, fuck being a warrior, i'm a snake
Vain in the cut with his blade
We split the pills up by which is fake
Make him OD off a Xan, did it cause we can
They stay mad cause thеy
Know that they can't
I see people diе and I laugh
You see people die and you crash
Eat the flesh off of my hands
So please don't hold my hand
Tower over you like France, this ain't rap
This is trance
This ain't rap, this is trance
Ten pills, ten bills
Bullets pierce the windshield
Niggas dying, niggas killed
Reality's fake so what is real

In my city moving up, I got a mask
Niggas say I wouldn't be shit
I ain't like the rest
Counting up this guap lil nigga
I'm gon' be the best
Mama crying asking where I'm at
Told her get some rest
Bitch I'm really Doug dog
I ain't talking about no Johnny Test
Try to try me goofy nigga
Put this Glock up to your chest
A nigga really fresh
I ain't talking about no class
And no one understood me so I popped an X
Never showing up to school
They said why you think I'm deadly
Demons all up in my head
Telling me to hurt my friends
Telling me to do shit
I can't even cop an eighth
Can't pretend that I'm okay
I don't want to think about it
My eyes red like some Obey
I know that you really love
But you don't show it that ain't okay