Lyrics:
the prison of the night
Till bursting forth from rocky chains
The valley floods with light
Living one long sunrise
For to me all things are new
I've
And I'm walking out the 6 I got 3 chains that's triple VV
You could catch me in a beamer I'm with pino catching 3 peats
And I see she coming back like I
died, I've been thinkin' 'bout the end zone (end zone, oh)
Five bands a night, they gon' take you out your sleep, holmes
Don't you text the iPhone, told
Probably thought I was a Scammer
But by the end of the night, she'll turn into a dancer
I've been screaming Fuck Love, them niggas made that shit a anthem
I
strap in drawers, ready for war, push up
On the side of your Ford Explorer and start dumpin' through the doors
We realers, with so much scrilla can you
poltigeist, this left and right like
BEAUTY and the beast, come and catch this two piece no fries,
THROWING bullets like drew brees with no nines, new orleans
assassin that’s
Sicker than straw fakers
Walk-ins are, take upon all takers
God bless you and your mama
When fckin’ with Murder
You end up with multiple head
She can come to get some dick, but she cannot stay with me
Made some bands by my lonely, rest in peace to Speaker Knockerz
Don't play with me, like
you hot, nigga)
Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game
Shit, I made the Yankee hat more famous than a Yankee can
You should know I bleed blue,
catchin' papes
Was snatchin' up snakes on a roof butt-naked hang em off like drapes
Then ask what's the combination to the safe, with the brace
And those
a try'
We spent the rest of that day and most of that night
Trying to find my brother, Bill
Caught up with him 'bout six o'clock the next mornin'
a try'
We spent the rest of that day and most of that night
Trying to find my brother, Bill
Caught up with him 'bout six o'clock the next mornin'
a shame that we die
When I was fifteen, naked, next-door neighbors did a drive-by
Pulled me up by my waist, long hair to the beach side
I wanted to go
up on madden, My lil brother came from nothing he a rob you
For bragging for yourself, don't let em fool you, all the killers fuck with rappers
Besides
friends
It be niggas that want tussle with us, you know how that end
And that heat, I keep a couple with us , never throwing hands
They know me I keep that
the cash by any means with out no helping hand
And yeah you got to watch your bag might be your brother on that stand
Looking up to God like tell me what's
beloved, petitioning for our brother
In the covenant, breaking, living in sin
Please suffer him and buffer him
So we can see his ways, catch a note with him
purpose
Touch me touch me end up on the concrete
32 shots on a killer 4 hundred shots in the sprinter
Shorty got ass she a stripper
Made 10 racks by dinner
like five bands
Stack it all up to my pockets like thigh pads
Can't catch a break hear a skrt when I slide past
Damn, what's that smell, that be
bands
I'ma stop, don't wait, don't hang with no friends
Moving up days, I was out trying to get up
They went to the fall, I went to the win
While I'm
to the ceiling
I Shot at your brother don't care bout yo feelings
He knew bout the bullet he knew by the dealings
So why did I catch that lil nigga just stealing
me
You could catch me
Posted up
With them gang niggas
On the block
Keep A 30 on me
Just incase A nigga run up
It's A guarantee
He getting shot
I'm coloring the ocean
With Crayola crayons
Coca Cola, you could sell it you can make a band
I ain't talking bout the soda if you understand
Knew I was
get sent to god
Yo lil bitch fuck with me and you knowing why
Pop up out of that cut catch him by surprise
Christmas time coming up and we sending
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