Lyrics Meltdown - Ryan Oakes

Meltdown

Bitch I’m the last of the four horses and I’m here to collect the corpses
Every time I spit a I make another mortgage
Tell me where the morgue is, I’m finna join forces
Put every rapper in a body bag, I don’t kid like I’m pro-abortion
Bust in and then bust out, ignoring everybody that was
Talking, thit’s flushed out, it’s boring, everybody that was
Toxic’s getting shut out, I’m warning you, I got a couple
Coffins gettin' stuffed now if I were you I’d tag out
'Cause I got a couple screws loose and
Better blow another newsroom that I’m about to blow up
With a first grade and a, eating but still hungry
You would think that I but y’all was born in blue moon
Nobody living like me, ain’t scared to work that blood and the sweat
And crying, shit excites, I get off doing shit we’re making
It is too unlikely, 'cause when the people talking
But it’s feeling like a light breeze, it ain’t damage the psyche now
I tried to save the world but I couldn’t save 'em all
I’m only worried 'bout myself now
Thought they all was heaven sent but I think whoever sent me
Was praying that I’m hell-bound
All of these dead presidents only kill my common sense
All I do is raise hell now
If I don’t make a million dollars this year I swear to God
I’m gonna have a motherfucking meltdown
I feel like the last of a dying breed, I can see through all the fake ass people
Tryna lie to me, hit the gas, nobody able to keep up with the driving speed
Cut the brakes and safeties, call me crazy but I die to dream
Now I’m the one they die to be to people like me
I’ve been a trend-setter, hundreds pouring in and frankly
I ain’t ever been better, make your girl change all the sheets
You know she ain’t no bedwetter you should probably thank me
For the fact that she can bend better and all the nights she slept better
Like oh shit that’s my bad, all the people talking
Yeah but no shit, it’s a bypass, you still try to run
From all the commotion in my past, had to learn to cut out
All the emotions of my, now we at the climax
I’ve been focusing, everybody saying I look tired
Thanks for noticing, I’m tryna be the reason all the
I’ma keep on thriving but you deal with mediocre shit
You posers and I’m over it, bitch
I tried to save the world but I couldn’t save 'em all
I’m only worried 'bout myself now
Thought they all was heaven sent but I think whoever sent me
Was praying that I’m hell-bound
All of these dead presidents only kill my common sense
All I do is raise hell now
If I don’t make a million dollars this year I swear to God
I’m gonna have a motherfucking meltdown