I Am The Apocalypse
[VERSE I: $LICK $LOTH]
Eyes stay bloodshot
Both on Fetty Wap
Let them roll back while them drugs do their job
Same motherf**kers thinking that they still hot
Be the same motherf**kers I can’t see at the top
6 double 6 til my crucifix
Diagnosed a lunatic
Blood on me no need to rinse
Been dead for years no need to slit
Suboxone strips so I don’t slip
But all my cravings still exist
sh*t
Sometimes I just need that fix
Sometimes I just need that drip
Voices say you need that b**ch
Convinced i’m made to die with it
Scripts stay piled up with my sins
Sniffing them pills all I feel is bliss
Falling from a cliff no saving $lick
Fate laid out no changing it
Found my piece
Accept it
That I am my own apocalypse
[VERSE II: RUBY DA CHERRY]
Digital villain
The sin of the internet
Your WiFi password is incorrect throw up the set
G59 in full effect
Cigarette smoke silhouette
Me and $lick $loth in the trunk of the vette with Pouya in the front headed straight for the check
Stains on the blades
No that ain’t wet paint
That’s your favorite f**king rappers brains on the pavement
Typical drug addict
Fictional love at it’s finest
I’m p**sing away my whole life and it’s fine because RUBY DA CHERRY is physical
I’m just a piece of sh*t trying to shine
Ignorant swine
What a pitiful try
b**ch I’m ripping out spines
$OUTH$IDE$UICIDE
Sifting through pine just so I can get high one more time
Let me shout I’m high till I die
