Kyle Wescovich - Coughwilder lyrics

[Intro] It's f**ing raining I don't like it when it's raining Well, f** it. I will record anyways Coughbat Sessions I wrote this sh** to "Rockwilder" I guess it fits with this beat, f** it, I'm going in [Verse 1] Yo, microphone checker Knife to hole, met ya Pipe & bowl, best one Time to go, get up Time to call a breezy with a friend bis**ual Happy enough to see a dyke show breasts One time for the sheezy Blow the whole roof off the heezy After I get off the stage, hit another breezy Her nipples poking through her jacket cause it's freezing I get her home & let her jack it, til I eat it Make it heated like a microwave oven I used to battle rappers who don't try to say nothing You should never expect to see the light of day running Don't buy a tape, f** it b**h, I'll find a way, gunning I ain't shy to make duckets Make it to my cla** in time to take a test and crash Wake up & get some money I've been breaking meth & crack Where the molly at? Falling back Often I get blocka-blocka naughtiness when coughing hash Busting skullies with a fakie-flip, make 'em sick Take a fifth, make a spliff, roll it up, take a hit Listen to your cajun friend, EK is getting bank from it Craziness, Alabama native trying to make it big, yeah I used to think that writing verses made me fun & sk**ful Then I got hunger for blood & started running sprints I give the gun a spin, PAP! Roll a blunt again and run before I see the f**ing pigs try to cuff a n***a [Verse 2] I sit alone, isolated with my pen to the pad Scheming on money & freedom, looking for questions to ask You're trying to sell it? I'll f**ing help you get rid of it fast I f**ing work at McDonalds and spit some crispy a** wraps I'm trying to have a whip with the titties out Buy a lighter and I flick, spliff is lit, we count Hella smoke rings coming out my n***as mouth I'm still trying to figure out the secret, what the trick about Hiding highness from my mama was so normal then I walk around with 40 pens, f** you who*es and trends If someone stops me, they just let me sink my boredom in Keeping me from where I wanna go, can I score a win? I mean, sh** bro, I'm trying to get my girl back Cause ever since our misunderstanding, I think the world's whack So much anxiety in me that I can hurl snacks Plus everyday I'm feeling more & more like Merle Hag Blisters on my hands, willpower in my membrane You can't make success unless you start without a template Make the sh** from scratch, maybe you can get your rent paid If she wanna f**, I wear a helmet, keep the head safe One hit, head change, sometimes I feel like 50 I gotta get outta hell before they come and get me Nowadays, Rap overflows with a bunch of b**hes You ain't busting no clips, p**y you're busting fiction [Bridge] I'm bound to get it, that's a direct self-law I ain't gonna ever fall out, just call me d**hClaw I slept on top of a lady because her breasts soft And if they're big, it might take a while to get lost Walking through the park, shirt backward like Kriss Kross Stumbling & huffing like Rick Ross, a big boss Grab her by the bra, tell her I'm about to take this off And snip the back clasp & put her in a hip toss [Verse 3] Woke up in the evening with my hat already on me Jump up in my whip and notice that the tank is on E People hitting up my f**ing celly say they're homies Yet I'm still staying lonely, like quarantine Lost my little sister before she ever opened up her eyes I don't even wonder why, I just really want to cry Back when I was little, way before my brother's time Now she on the other side, beauty of a bu*terfly Stressing all the time, depression on my mind again Basic ex hoes try to come into my life again I'll be got-damned if I ever make a wife of them When they get to blowing up my line again, I'm hiding quick Some of them show up to my house unannounced And when I see them, I just want to pop a ton of vicodin As I hit the floor, an*lyzing where my mind has been Striking like a viper, no longer in my environment Friday night, I fry my mind by like 9 I'm trying to find a guided light, shining bright Shy & blind, not wired right, like a time traveling machine If you have to get to me, make you battling cuisine When I'm rapping, I get mean I returned from the bottom with sharp rocks & objects I can show them how to make long shots of progress Ma**ive & obscene, need drop tops & tarps spread