GoodBye by Knell Anwyll Lyrics

Pull up with a gun when you talk shit
Get upon the times you a broke bitch
My Momma on the phone wanting me rich
Thinking in a lot calling me Nietzsche
Getting with depression jumping off a bridge
Got a smith and wesson right up in a ridge
Got a lot of enemies downing me , wish
I'm just working hard making up a bliss
Do it with no hes and res (hesitation and stress)
Got with the Glock nine
Writing up some songs never tying to shine
Got a lot of stories coming in the line
Trying to work hard i ain't gonna lie
I am just surviving not trying to die
Reaching up the sky like a butterfly
Remembering some days all i do was cry
For the broken heart i ain't gonna gas
Good bye