[Ruby da Cherry] I got a drip, catch me ducking All of these bitches ain't fuckin' me, no Can't hold a conversation with no one but my cousin, he tell me Don't worry, the money is coming These bitches is coming Yeah The only question I got now Will I see it before I end up dug in the ground Lay low At the bottom of a tulip bed They know Ruby got another useless thread Cut me up and let me rest There ain't nothing in my chest The hollow cage that cause my death I'm hauled away, just pause my breath [Yung $carecrow] Woke up dope sick with a cut wrist Lil' bad bitch saying this a plot twist When you cut it you ain't even a little pissed Just a grin on your face, saying watch this Now I'm sitting back thinking: How sick am I? But that went away the moment I got high I'm saying: Now what it do, who are you? Get the fuck out my living room Get the fuck out my mental too What, bitch, you can't hear when I talk to you? Now I'm back to square one With my hand on the gun Mama screaming: Son Don't do it, I love you, don't do it, don't do it, don't do I can't help this feeling Don't you see that I need all these prescriptions This ain't no living It's only a vision of the vicious cycle that is my addiction