Moscow OCTOBERSFULLMOON

[Verse 1]
Stop asking if I wanna talk
I just need some emotional support
I done got some guns in my drawer
This ain't like anything I done before
I've been on the run before
I've been number one before
Huntin' for my core, yeah
Life's been buggin' me every since Chadwick died (Yeah)
I've had people ringin' me contemplatin' suicide
It's too much for me to handle so I whip around on my ride (Yeah)
If they didn't make it, I'm sorry, but I tried
Thinkin' 'bout my dead dog makes mе wanna cry
The food I eat more rich than fucking Dubai
I lеave a cheating bitch with a fucking goodbye
I struggle to tell a lie, I struggle to keep one as well
Guns in my face, ears be ringin' like a bell
Jamaican flag on my neck, you should call me Adele
I'm only 13, got no story to tell
It's just Jeremy Corbyn, I fell
All these traitors be tourin' my hell
Book a place in it, then I'm fallin' off, hell
'Cause I ain't got no place in it
This is the truth, I ain't facin' it
I see my god, I'm praisin' him
Talkin' then we tazin' him
Always wanna chase a thing
Shit got sick after my heart died
People diss my country, and I can't lie
I wanna shoot everyone of them, make 'em all die
Then just replace 'em all, bye
He saw a case, he drawed .9s
And it's been 4 times
That I've bent 4 lies!
(Woo!) Hop out the coupe and I tell a story to you
What the fuck you expect me to do?
Shoot up a school with gun and a tool?
Beat up your friend? Break all the rules?
Some things I just can't do
And I never asked you
She only want the money, think I'm gonna pass you, yeah