Empty Stomach

By Quixo

Released on February 7, 2019

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(Verse)

Taking Different types of acid

Get a bad trip

She a bad bitch

Say what you want about me

But to me nothing is savage

Never will be fixed I’m damaged

Gonna need a bandage

I’m think I’m gonna panic

If I don’t got the advantage

Blowing up will be a challenge

When you coming

Through our door just leave yo baggage

(Ay)

You always demise the

Lies in my eyes

All these Semis

And swordplay stay

Just for one day

Gotta bit sorbet

Lemon that is for me

Tell me how this sword taste

Ruby 7th war gates

Gun to my head for the hate

Blow my thoughts on the wall

Life is great

Leave my ice on my

Shit so I skate

(Ay)

People so rude

People so fake

Bitta chicken with my sauté

Fuck a bitch

Fuck a soulmate

I’m not grating up

Cheese but I make it

I guess you could say

I don’t fake shit

She high maintenance tho

Does he know

That I know

That she knows

That we know

Cuz word gets around

So try your best to keep

Your mouth closed

It’s just a theory I suppose

My thoughts floating

Like a free throw

Shot up by d-rose

Are you gonna eat those

All this blow

Stay in my nose

If I blow up

I’ll be chillin' on Melrose

(Hook)

I just did a gram of MD

Stomach empty

Imma wash down all my pills

With some Pepsi

You know you ain’t the first

Girl that done left me

It is not my problem

That yo bitch think I’m sexy

But I still won’t break yo heart

If you let me

They ask what I smoke

I say plenty

I did everything right

But she resents me

Now I’m stuck

All alone watching TV

(Verse)

If life was a choice

I’d be gone

But only then

You will miss me

(Yeah)

Sick in the head

Poppin' 6 beans

Started to trap

When I was sixteen

All that shit fucked

Me up when I’m fifteen

How much more

Tricks are up yo sleeve

As the time pass by

Smoke a whole sleeve

You ain’t anything

More than a trophy

You don’t even know

Me so why start beef

Everybody just clones

So why try me

I just want get that

Money by my lonely