No Life Left - Bladee

No life left, eat the night, no stars out\nI’ve been thinking 'bout it\nBro came out with the knife, black sky cries\nBleeding rain down on me\nFifty sack in my Nikes, that’s for one night\nSpent my last cash on it\nI’m no longer alive, play with my life\nI am getting off it\nI don’t wanna look bad, get the fuck back\nYou look like my children, look like Rugrats\nI just dropped some new shit, you should cop that\nRolling off some poison, now my eyes black\nThis not even out yet, fuck an outlet\nI know where the snakes at, set the mouse trap\nBlowin' on the loud pack by the trash bags\nEveryday I wake up, different houses\nYou look kinda suspect, I don’t like that\nTwenty on my left wrist, 'cause I swipe that\nShe know me from IG, I don’t like back\nI just need a nightcap and a white mask\nFirst I get your face scanned in my webcam\nI just need a rope man and a hangman\nThaiboy pulled out 10 bands, call the dopeman\nHundred on the smoke man, we the smoke gang\nNo life left, eat the night, no stars out\nI’ve been thinking 'bout it\nBro came out with the knife, black sky cries\nBleeding rain down on me\nFifty sack in my Nikes, that’s for one night\nSpent my last cash on it\nI’m no longer alive, play with my life\nI am getting off it