Lyrics:
droppin' dead all around me yo
I stop goin' to them wakes a few bodies ago
My man just came home and just like that
They hit again with murder he never
suspended in a defenseless test
Being tested by a ruthless examiner
That's represented best by my depressing thoughts
I do not have writer's block, my
(Techniec)
It's groovy how I sooth thee
Light complexion
Who's next to flex
These MC's, please
I'm feed up. Head up
And that's just the way I display
the money
Tell me the truth
That's how it goes when you lose you way
When your mind, body, soul just goes astray
When you roam on the streets for a soul
coming with this so much sickness
I am dead at any given minute watch this killa get em in the head
With a bat or maybe a rusty axe
But either way
looks that could kill
If I'm already dead I don't wanna be alive
You a lovely thang with the makings of a wife
Brighter than the sun, got the glimmer
be toting my F&N
I got dead people in my phone
That shit hurt me every time I think about them, how much I love them
Mane I miss my folks a lot I can't
on my lap (Yuh)
Keep that cash on me like masks (Uh-huh)
So you know I gotta stay strapped (Yuh)
I got money on the way
Call me K-Pop, I straight up might
crazy
Ha we gone yeah
They keep saying that
They keep saying that
They keep saying that
We gone
They keep saying that
They keep saying that
They keep
case
I put it on my life that it works both ways
The streets ain't too safe
Keep my Zhou at waist
Anywhere, anyday they get blazed
I'm a trapstar,
big they can't see though
They say where he go
I'm rising with my amigos
Till we are way past being dead at school
Too far gone
And manufacture
Roll one up, I gotta
Hit some shit that tastes like chronic
Got the za up in my pocket
Light it on the way to Sonic
Feel a little bit robotic 'cause
of the slums
With a shot that go, for twisted metal for cash flow
React slow nigga and get, P.L.O
By the lone gunner, who took revenge for his brother
Who got
I'm in love with the way that You teach me
I'm in love with the way that You feed me
I'm in love with the fact that You're beside me
And I'mma live
to the woods
I keep a stick in the car
Had to get them out my way
They was fake regardless
They gone try to ride the wave
You gone end up drowning
Too many
the morgue
Me, I'ma hustle until it's the Forbes
I swore, it was no more than a chore
The house by the water, condo by the shore
I'm sure, I'm all about that
feeling so alive,
In this funky sanctuary, we let our spirits thrive.
(Chorus)
Don't drop the funk, keep it alive and strong,
Let the rhythm guide you, all
vibe
Way too high
I'm so alive yuh
And y'all know
The drip can't be controlled
I heard that lil shawty mad
Yeah she my ex but she don't wanna be my ex
Howd I make it here I should be dead inside a casket
Growing by myself inside this cave dont even ask me
The shit ive seen and done in my life you
Keep it trenchy in the jungle, that's just how niggas function
Got a lot to lose, I can't get caught doing fuck shit
Please protect your heart, cause
of the gradient
Rap God is his alias, changin' minds of the atheists
Tourin', sharin' stages with loved ones 'cause that's the way he is
My mama called to see if
these chick's just my bros
Dead or alive in a year no one knows
But thats how it goes
Still I'm leaving niggas mortified
The clique done been fortified
capers on anybody with some paper
Followin niggas around that's rollin in Escalades and Navigators
Picked the wrong one keep the dough it's goin' down
the fools
But I’m wonderful, strong and way too cool.
I’m ink-curable,
Never mind the pain, I own the tools!
A punctured maze, with an ink that stays
In my
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