#PIMPSHIT (Freestyle)

By The Problematic Genius

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(Intro)

I been wearing fila

All over Every day

U reckon I should be getting paid Nigga!

(Nigga)

(Verse 1)

Popping an addy right after bukkake

Nut all on your shawty n sippin that lean

N I’m poppin a bean smoking good weed

N I’m popping amphetimine

Oh god can someone save Kennedy

Playing a remedy play molly by playboi carti

I am so sorry

(Verse 2)

Been down on my luck

Like the old days

Sippin lean poppin beans lucid dreams

Listening to cordae

I’m a fucking addict I’m so dramatic

I’m The Problematic this life I lavish

I roll up (aye)

I go up (wuh)

Drop the top (yuh)

Lick the spliff roll the lick Put it between my lips n I lit the bic

Smoke the pain away

Every Friday (Friday)

(Verse 3)

Nothings gonna change

When you on top getting fame

N You made it outta the hood

So you could be good

N Yo habits on a loop

Saying pull up in the coupe

But you still on that bad shit

So you finna pull up in a casket

I don’t care if it’s for better or for worse

All I know is a famous man with wise words

Saying we all get a death we deserve

But it’s your life you can preserve

Hating tweets saying kill yourself

You laugh as you grab the pills on the shelf

They saying you ain’t the best

(ain’t the best)

(Verse 4)

I’m scared of the day that I move out

It’ll turn dark no sun Just black clouds

Stay inside just to make a good sound

After I say goodbye and give a big hug

Drove to the chemist to get my drugs

Prescription for Ritalin (Ritalin)

Thank god I’ll be taking them

Driving down to the crib

Creating a new adlib

(Bridge)

Grabbing my laptop reclining my seat

Kicking up my feet trynna make a beat

Wanna prove everybody wrong

By blowing up off a perfect song

(Verse 5)

Popping an addy to gain my powers

I’ll down a huned by the 2nd hour

Forgetting to eat and sleep

Fuck I’m still stuck on this beat

Still felt lost so I looked it the box

I needed more Ritalin

Texted a kid who was selling em

200 for a box I didn’t give a fuck

(Distorted out)

I popped about 50 more

(Chorus)

I didn’t feel well I fell to the floor

N I went down in mystery

Now no one remembers me

Jesus all this just to be stuck in history

Cause no one believed in me

(no one believed in me)

(Outro)

I overdosed because I wanted to be the best of all