Dead to Me

White trash, white bag Low life, hi dad I am all bad, break down, no pad I am my own biggest enemy, you ain't with me, don't pretend to be All of your friends are dead, all of my friends are alive, but they dead to me White trash, white bag Low life, hi dad I am all bad, break down, no pad I am my own biggest enemy, you ain't with me, don't pretend to be All of your friends are dead, all of my friends are alive, but they dead to me Ain't hit me up in a month, hit me up sayin' what's up like it's nothing Fake friends, hate them, drop them Great, then go home, make them see me stuntin' Be dropping friends like I'm dropping these tapes Look at the work and then look at who stay Fuck 'em, I wanted them here but we straight Fuck it, I'm just tryna get to the cake They're like, "Cel don't like me, they're like, "Cel, hate you bro" They ain't called in three months, I'm like, "How would you know?" If I do this, I do it on my own Fuck it, no homies in this, I'm alone Dirty ass bitches, these pussy ass hoes I drop 'em like Rambo Stel Stalone White trash, white bag Low life, hi dad I am all bad, break down, no pad I am my own biggest enemy, you ain't with me, don't pretend to be All of your friends are dead, all of my friends are alive, but they dead to me White trash, white bag Low life, hi dad I am all bad, break down, no pad I am my own biggest enemy, you ain't with me, don't pretend to be All of your friends are dead, all of my friends are alive, but they dead to me