Fiend - Going Out With a Blast lyrics

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[fiend]

Gotta gocause if I gotta go

I know I gotta gobut I'm goin out with a blast

(goin out with a what)

Chorus

Goin out with a blastto tells buck a buck a!

Murder on my mind motherfuckerso fuck ya x2

I'm on the run with identical gunsmurder in the first

Preachingsmilin making money cause my gunhaters disperse

What's the worst that can happen to capital f-i

I might die but goin to tryseecause stakes is my right eye

Believe is shooting the automatic collecting recieving all the cabbage

Was my advantagehave you forgot I'm the baddestbaddest

The crowd involve my mennine milla cheater meter

As my brain tissuehard pauses and ass eater

Welcome to the edition of bullets splitting and ass kicking

My mission to glisten a for every writtion rendition

What's my livingis for givingthe fiends sellen tryin to rock it

And my logic the prophetand if she like it

You get dropped stop itjock it

As my sad ass asks back for the cash

Tell mehow many players goin out my nigga

Chorus x3

You niggas a bunch of young bucks with young luck so what the fuck

My bitches talk glareand them hoes ain't stuck bro

Already cause of menopd on it

Helecopterso I had to holler at p to get the chopper

Properhollered at a popper from that third

A crazy bitch I'll b.o.but deep a nigga won't earn

Wordyou ain't heardthis nigga kinda fed up

Pressureto my head uptill I pop a dead up

Let upthe whole block smoked out like woodstock

If you good you would not plot and get chopped

Mine from the cocked glockas it was a hum

From two things I can't control are my cum and my gun

Chorus x2

Leave his life for meand I'm a make sure his ass goin suffer

Heard he was a fedI'm a blow off both of his colors

He'd ? ? ? ? war of my mothermanI wish I could duck it

But fuck itI didn't know I snorted past my budget

This lifeI'm a rush itdead cope with the bang

Cause ne'er a motherfucker did a damn thing where I hang

Chorus x4