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going to hell - vencel lyrics

aye shouts out to my homegirl k-money

[verse 1]
when i die, pour my ashes in a double cup
my spirit mixed with cough syrup, come and chug it up
and tell the hoes that didn’t want me they can suck it up
even if they hate me, when they hear this, they gon’ b-mp it, yup
sick in the head, somebody call the ambulance
’cause i attack with 12-year-old tumblr levels of randomness
and all the fellas resent me ’cause i’m a handsome b-tch
they really think that i’m gon’ hold they girl for ransom, sh-t
i don’t give a d-mn about my reputation
’cause i’ve been trapped in an endless cycle of desperation
from the cradle to the grave, given to quiet resignation
it’s easier to be happy when you lower expectations
no matter what happens, i’m gon’ be pleasantly surprised
nevermind, f-ck humility, i’m expertly disguised
tryna hide my ambitions from all the peasants i despise
’til they see me on the tv, wishing they could equalize
you feel me?

[hook]
i swear there’s nothing wrong with me
this is just the way it’s gotta be
i swear there’s nothing wrong with me
this is just the way it’s gotta be
i’m going to h-ll, i’m going to h-ll
and there’s nowhere else i would rather be
i’m going to h-ll, i’m going to h-ll
and there’s nowhere else i would rather be

[verse 2]
sit around, m-st-rb-t-, overall procrastinate
jacked a prius, 12s up on my -ss, now that’s a master race
you’ll never see me smash a brake, i’m dashin’ at a faster rate
and everybody screamin’ “holy sh-t” like what the pastor ate
plowin’ through pedestrians, my windows are the messiest
now my windshields hate me ’cause they wipin’ off intest-ee-ines
answer me this, why you always askin’ quest-i-ons?
all these f-ckers, get up off my horse, you’re not equestrians
i’m just gonna say that if a label hit me up
with a contract, i’m gon’ have toilet paper for a month
’cause i got my sh-t together, i don’t need your fall projections
i get money by myself while you payin’ for erections
sometimes i might come off particularly venomous
’cause those who live in pleasantness will fade into irrelevance
so yeah, i’m bad, but i ain’t settin’ any precedents
you gotta live in vice if you want the presidents

[hook]

- vencel lyrics

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