Feel like 50 Cent, many men want me dead

Deal fight, 60 men, beheaded

The party never ends if I don't end it

Bacardi in my head I've been on a bend

Binge drinking music till I'm dead

Already wanted dead or alive

Got nine lives so they want me crucified

Each time they try me from my grave I rise

Bitch I always survive if not then I revive

Don't test me or get carried to bе buried

Free trip to the cemеtary in a body bag for free

Like a trip to the grave with no fare or fee

Got two for the price of three

Wanted headless, I won't stress it

That or for me to tie a noose

Make a slipknot and kick the chair

Damn they shot Solar Flare into the air

Somebody get over there

Hands in the air misplaced my soul somewhere

Heart breaks getting fixed like repairs

Still haven't even paid the Taxi fare

I'm aware you scum I don't care

Lifes a game and I'm not playing fair

Put your hair up square up I'm not tryna box the air

At this point I don't fucking care

Yeah yeah yeah I'm not playing fair

Bitch I don't care