Lyrics RIDDLE ME THT -.- - 93feetofsmoke

RIDDLE ME THT -.-

They was finna lock me up
But I had it in the ceiling, tucked
Lost a couple friends way too young
They was finna lock me up
But I had it in the ceiling, tucked
Lost a couple friends way too young
Panic attacks
Out on the grass
Holding me back
Hate what I lack
Starting to shake
Losing my head
F pulled me back in
Choppin the chat
And I love him for that
I suffered for less
Scope on my chest
World on my back
I took a tab
Never came back
Though nothing lasts?
Shit, huh?
They called me a fag
Now they want daps?
Dip in the jag
Yup
Look where I’m at
Huh
Going out sad
Huh?
U goin out bad
Riddle me that
Huh
Riddle me that
Huh
Riddle me that
Look where I’m at
Huh
Going out sad
Huh?
U goin out bad
Riddle me that
Huh
Riddle me that
Huh
Riddle me that
It don’t make sense
I don’t taste it
On my tongue but
Imma fake it
Imma face it
Imma take this
To the grave when
When you lay it
Clenched fist
When the drugs hit
Fuck a function
Folders all encrypted
Ripping Folgers
Trukfit
Feel like weezy
In the '06
Ur shows shit
Lil loose lips
Hard as dole whip
Look where I’m at
Huh
Going out sad
Huh?
U goin out bad
Riddle me that
Huh
Riddle me that
Huh
Riddle me that
Look where I’m at
Huh
Going out sad
Huh?
U goin out bad
Riddle me that
Huh
Riddle me that
Huh
Riddle me that
It don’t make sense
I don’t taste it
On my tongue but
Imma fake it
Imma face it
Imma take this
To the grave when
When you lay it