[Intro]
StarzGang
Who made this?
(Traplord LEECH)
That’s right, I made a track too
[Hook]
I’m so sick of the way I’ve been living
Sick of deception, I’m sick of the sinning
I pray that someday I will be forgiven
Now I’ll make a change, from the ash I’ve arisen
[Verse 1]
I have a habit of turning up; turning up dead
I’m a zombie several times, but you know how it is
Paperwork is confusing, at least if you ask me
And who is me? Oh yeah, I’m Leech
I’m known to leave Y-shaped incisions on your neck
I’m known to fill up your system with coagulants
And I’m not one to snitch on myself, spare an incidence
My mindset seems to exist in several instances
I’ve had potential all my life, and it seems I’ve squandered it
So I’m not gonna carry on, screaming and hollering
About the strife in my life, I’m pulling out of squalor and
I’m never-ever-ever gonna ask for a dollar again
I’m a fire spitting phoenix, now, I rise from the ashes
Third time's the charm, right? A moltres masterpiece
Right now I don’t even sleep on a mattress
Calling it now; put in the effort, I’ll have a mansion, bitch
[Hook]
I’m so sick of the way I’ve been living
Sick of deception, I’m sick of the sinning
I pray that someday I will be forgiven
Now I’ll make a change, from the ash I’ve arisen
[Verse 2]
Oh, look at that, I’m not dead yet
How’d you expect me to stay down? I’m an undead kid
Repping StarzGang, building E-Wisp
Blindly in debt to myself, I can’t seize shit
Open up the fridge, and nothing is appetising
All I’m ever hungry for is fame and I’m rising
Also to make my checks, my cheeks red from the crying
My bank account going down, man down, revive him
Analyzing other artists, finally found the gift
Fuck the compromising, refuse to settle for less
Energizing myself with the addy for the kick
Enterprising little man, I’m really now the kid?
Fuck that, you weren’t on my rise at the time
Back when I was struggling everybody said I’d die
Only buddy-buddy when I mentioned suicide
You gon' get bloody-bloody, don’t touch me I’ll ride on a motherfucker
[Hook]
I’m so sick of the way I’ve been living
Sick of deception, I’m sick of the sinning
I pray that someday I will be forgiven
Now I’ll make a change, from the ash I’ve arisen
[Verse 3]
I'm making the change now, back on my lyrical bullshit
Everyone saying “your creativity ain’t worth shit”
While these grown-ass men, they "rappers", they be begging and jocking
Claiming they 'bout my life, what kind of life am I talking?
I'm talking a knife in my pocket, a machete up in the cockpit
A gat in the back seat, pop the trunk, popping an opp
Is an option that gotten my mind rotten, and the stock isn't
A pop-out, but I'd rather have stocks and bonds
But is it a sin to win? A sin to lust for greater?
Impact the world so deep that you're leaving a fucking crater?
And when they ask if you're done for now, you reply "no, but maybe later"
And later even the haters that were around you debating
If you ever had a shot now saying you rigged the game
Claiming you had it made, while they sat back in the shade
Same shade that they create and blame all on your name
And now’s the fucking day I decide to make a change, bitch
[Hook]
I’m so sick of the way I’ve been living
Sick of deception, I’m sick of the sinning
I pray that someday I will be forgiven
Now I’ll make a change, from the ash I’ve arisen
[Outro]
I will fucking die for this shit
This has to work, this has to work
Leechy Boi, agh
