Lyrics:
artist trapped inside his cage
Try to fix shit by putting it on the page
Happiest endings seem like dead ends to me
But if you dead its not a whole lot
and the alimony
Is why I'm broke, but I don't care because
My impact is mandatory in a age of fake and
I'm perplexed by the hate
Why flex in your songs if
They
shit was gone by the next morning
Young wild nigga runnin' with me
Homicide wasn't nothing to us
Dead body wasn't nothin' to see
That pistol play was
nigga runnin' with me
Homicide wasn't nothing to us
Dead body wasn't nothin' to see
That pistol play was just fun to us
I was 19 with two felonies
One
shit was gone by the next morning
Young wild nigga runnin' with me
Homicide wasn't nothing to us
Dead body wasn't nothin' to see
That pistol play was
I was out for a minute, now I'm back
Back from the dead, back from the dead, I'm back from the dead, yeah
Back from the dead, back from the dead, I'm
on
The homie Great John on the beat, by the way
Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
I'ma fan Heavenly Father but
alcohol; A little isn't enough, but at first it is)
ALL I WANNA DO IS DIE BEFORE I WAKE
I'm your dead weight, I'm your dead weight
I'm your dead weight, I'm
the air
Let it overcome us
For our last two years
War engulfs all land and
Oceans blackened dead
Volcanos and earthquakes
Tides of molten lead
Skeletons
knew? What It Do
Number one and you the number two... What It Do
Bossed up like Head of State; heavyweight
Can't carry dead weight; elevate
I never hate
ancient ideas
Like dead rats held by their tails
So as not to infect this newly oiled skin
I can think of nothing heavier than an airplane
I can think
else has learned to sling these ancient ideas
Like dead rats held by their tails
So as not to infect this newly oiled skin
I can think of nothing heavier
sleepin'(Tie 'em up!)
Gimme a minute you be ??? Huggin the clip
You wishin it wasnt a day like this(I wonder why)
Ii be in yo' crib bangin yo' bitch(I love
everything you hate
Dead weight
I'm dead weight
I've been trying not to kill myself
I've been going through this hell
Wasting all my days with Henny
Hoping
black, ready to get a nigga for some yay,
Playin with heavy weight, i'mma end ( ? )
Don't hesistate, better play it cool, shipe
I'm up the big two
y'all so separate when we fought to get on one accord
So before you think you made it
Please do me this one favor
For a minute or two just take it
Have
Lookin' at everybody, is you home
You can't pick it up or answer on the phone
Wait a minute, yeah, by you, I'm the banana
Poppin' in your mall, put that
shoans
I can tell by your cape
Sometimes I feel like I need escape
From the drugs
From myself
And from all of the hate
I hit the gas
And I contemplate
I
game been dead a minute
I get offended
The garbage they letting in it
And turn around and said its business
Man the way these heads is spitting
Mouths
suicide
Just to see you again and chill with the dead
I'm sorry
Take this weight up off my shoulders tonight
And let my soul drift away to the light
I feel
safe today,
He was on channel 2 tomorrow
Oh Oh
Bases loaded with every last one of my niggas
We still strike out by the minute
Cases closing caskets open
the hell did I do?
Hey just shut the fuck up black bitch
Wait a minute, you ain't gotta be pullin' me by my motherfuckin hair!
Let go of my motherfuckin
to classy
Even back when I was dead break
A nigga still ain’t dress tacky
Every day that grew more
I felt more weight on my shoulder
In the middle of a global
for a minute
Had to drop the dead weight, kind of stocky for a minute
Put some diamonds in my watch, playing hockey for a minute
Tryna stop me
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