Cabin Fever - Lyrics - Corpse

 

song: https://youtu.be/imHLUbO6hPQ think you problem solver, well i'd fucking roll the dice, uh feeling pretty bent up when i'm swerving through the night, uh got a million bitches and they tryna hit my line, and i really wanna hit 'em i ain't got no fucking time yeah these stupid pussy bitches finna switch up when i'm done, where their cash, where their women, they all fucking lose their mind i just want some loyal brothers making money, tryna grind, but y'all just wanna talk, man, that shits so hard to find. ah, keep playing pretend, bitch. i don't give a fuck what you want, i don't give a fuck who you need, i don't give a fuck if you like who you think i am, i don't give a fuck if you like this, fucking drop what i want. they want that hype shit, when you hear this you upset ah, this ain't a party track you gonna play out with your friends yeah i got some fucking problems, we all fucked in the end when they fucking want me happy, i ain't fucking play pretend couple things i regret, got some rope burn on my neck, they all fucking with me now, they ain't fucking with me then every day i'm in pain fucking want this shit to end every day, not wake, i'm in fucking pain again.