quinn
castaway/blood money

Part I: castaway

[Intro: Tank Dempsey]
We are keeping score?
Fire sale, oh yeah!

[Verse: quinn, Tank Dempsey]
Head against the wall (Discounted killin'!)
I don't think at all (Clean up on aisle five!)
Damn I hate withdrawal (Attention, freaksacks!)
All I think is death
Swimming in the shallow waters, never got me wet
I can think about that shit, but I get too upset
I think I'll forgive you if we never even met
Fuck it, what we finna do?
I don't think you feeling me, I don't think I'm feeling you
All this shit is killing me, but I know that it's healing you
I can say a thousand things, so that's what I'm picking through
These problems that I'm dealing with and everything is spilling too
Therapy ain't shit to mе and it just made it worse
Gave mе exercises, but them bitches never worked
N***as tryna get back at me, swear that shit never hurt
I'ma make this money right if I roll in a—
If I catch a snake, you know I gotta kill it
Lot of shit is changing fast, but I could feel it
I don't know who told you, but you not the realest (Everything must go!)
Damn, I hate withdrawals
[?]
Head against the wall
I don't laugh at all
Damn, I hate withdrawals
I done seen it all
Up until I fall
I just heard it all
[?]
[Outro]
Someday maybe someone will come to rescue me
Days that last forever, nights that never end

Part II: blood money

[Verse]
Tough times, battle scars and they on-
Tough times, battle scars and they on me
Rough clouds, momma always tried to warn me
Sometimes, when I'm rolling with the army
Dark crimes, blood money tatted on me
To my words that spotted on me (Head against the wall)
False lines tryna [?] on me
Suicide will make me turn into a zombie
Only last a night, do it calmly
If I catch a body it'll harm me
Uh
It ain't easy not to skrt off in a coupe
It ain't easy not to flex on those that do
It ain't easy bein' black but that's the truth
You don't need me in your life, so I'ma deuce