Released on April 10, 2026

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[Intro]


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[Chorus]

Yea I may be sick

Pretty in the bank with a fucked up wrist

Bitch give me brain till she got no sense

40 to the face, you can hear that click

I don't exist, I blow my brains

Blood-stained walls, I feel no pain

Eddie on the draws with the iced-out chain

Need a milli 'fore I'm gone, I feel like Wayne

If these walls could talk, they'd say I'm sick


[Verse]

Yea-a-ah

If these walls could talk, they'd hate me quick

Yeah, yeah, yeah

They all want me gone till I play my shit

Baby I don't wanna fall, but my feet keep slippin'

Walking with a limp 'cause the money stay with me

Stacks of the blues, now the boy stay trippin'

I heard the voices in the dark, I don't know if they livin'

So call my name 'cause I might need a friend

I'll never get, I'll never get, I'll never get no better

The world is gone, baby, this might be the end

I'll never get, I'll never get, I'll never get no better

This might be the end


[Chorus]

Yea I may be sick

Pretty in the bank with a fucked up wrist

Bitch give me brain till she got no sense

40 to the face, you can hear that click

I don't exist, I blow my brains

Blood-stained walls, I feel no pain

Eddie on the draws with the iced-out chain

Need a milli 'fore I'm gone, I feel like Wayne

If these walls could talk, they'd say I'm sick