SOUL SWITCH ft. geepmane Lyrics

Freezing moon on my TV, evil shit what I live

Cannot fuck with all these people 'cause a young ghost too trill

I do the most to stay away, spirits haunt me every day

LSD keep me up, 'cause my demons like to play

Hooded figures watch my movement, I just might join the parade

Tears wash over my face, I think today might be the day

There are no rules you have no say, I see the Glock, I want to play

Come to think, if I was ghostin', would you miss me anyway?

In any way I'm gettin' to it, I been losin' sleep over it

And my ego through the roof, you can't even see over it

Cocaine in my plasma, move too fast now I'm motion sick

I ain't even in the game, I'm at a point where I'm coachin' it

LSD and DMT in my parcel, I'm hard of hearin' anything that come from a human

Right towards you where I'm steering

Bird Gang, void life

Innovation when this paper fill up with ink

Shadow realm where I reside, see me posted up in your dreams

(Geepmane, you're the reason for living) I close my eyes I see a demon with red eyes

He welcomes me, I'm not surprised, I know the gods ain't on my side

Yeah the drugs keep me livin', take a puff I feel 'em creepin'

Anti human, I'm a heathen, ain't no hope until I'm sinkin'

No lives matter, that's my reason, you know I'm a motherfuckin' ghost bitch

Lickin' my blood off the wound and real soon I'ma be floatin'

Trapped in a void, I'm annoyed with existence

Oh the price I would pay for a life that's worth living

A life worth livin', I ain't livin' that

My soul, won't never get it back

With bitches, I can't get attached, my heart colder than snow

A life worth livin', I ain't livin' that

My soul, can't never get it back

I'm sinnin' on the daily, I can't get over the blow

Stuck in my ways, stuck in my brain (Raven) stick on my waist

Up the fye on a youngin or I might slaughter him with blades

Ate some paper, I can feel the skin melting off of my face

Ravenator come up out the black mist ready to play

On my TV, evil shit what I live

Cannot fuck with all these people 'cause a young ghost too trill

I do the most to stay away, spirits haunt me every day

LSD keep me up, 'cause my demons like to play

Hooded figures watch my movement, I just might join the parade

Tears wash over my face, I think today might be the day

There are no rules you have no say, I see the Glock, I want to play

Come to think, if I was ghostin', would you miss me anyway?

I don't know God or what he got in store for me

Go head and cop from what's his name but you could get much more from me

The razor blade under my tongue, sharpen everything I speak

The razor blade inside my lungs, cut through everything I breathe

I can't see what's in the future but I know they'll come for me

I ain't livin' right, I know, that's why that thang under my seat

I keep wishin' for some peace, seem to only end up with problems

Tell the demons come and see, if I'm worthy of defeat