Lyrics:
conversation the way you come across your shit is off
Malfunctionin my nigga you about to feel the real force
Lay you on your face while I beat you up your head
it
They wasn't with me, but stagnant, my time goes out to those who struggle and witness
I ain't friendly, gone head envy, I barely talk to people
going
Unconditional love showing
Yo, yo, yo, yo
40th side, 41st side ride
Me and my Dunns come from the slums
You can't take the slums out my Dunns
deeper than a rap
All you niggas gettin' robbed all the cellphones tapped
Bullet in my head, bullet in my chest
Yea they want a nigga dead
They envy my
Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in
down, duck down, duck-duck down
Motherfuckers thought I slipped, right?
You didn't know the extra clips on my hip
Right?
Ricochet off the vertebrae, dead
and a hot head
-he need his ass beat, n sum hot lead
-hit in both feet n tell em drop dead
-Cuz i had enuff fake jhits on they drake shit, how they got ahead
shit
Can you even hear a word I say
Maybe I'm better off dead better off dead can you hear a word
Better off dead better off dead head a word I said
on me, bro pull up with diamond testers
Zaza pack only over here, you be rolling half the pressure
Sometimes I trap by my lonely, sometimes homies trap
they gave me a call like brodie he dead lil brodie he dead or sum
I swear I slept for a month and I aint get up, was stuck in my head or sum
And they end
and apron, over a flame bakin'
Niggaz take it for granted until they layin' dead on the granite
Innocent bystanders get shot by standin'
Y'all better duck
to level my head
De-saturate I'm seeing red
No care left if I was better off dead
And was that aimed at me?
I know, you know
We all know that it's aimed
solemn oath, he said, Allah is the witness over what we
Have said
And he said, O my sons, do not enter by one gate, but enter by different gates
And I
hiding sum
She wanna play by code right now she must be dying huh
You my walking dead you six feet to me I can't believe this shit
Cut that off don't
in the building, I'll just renovate it[00:20.22]But if we talkin' bout my swag, go on head up to the top floor[00:23.49]My confidence just
It's a man down why you dead about a foe
It's a one more so it's a murda
Now my song perf
You don't feel the purp
Bitch I'm gone naw this straight from
41 unh the splash brothers
Hold my hands and head high
I got the victory
Bunch of niggas dead
No tv unsolved mystery
They'll tell me im really real
stops and pops
Follicles from off of the top of your knots
And it's got your block heads popping off
Hey! my name is
Well never mind that cos I'm not
Always down to roll and blow a head off
He dead off and don't know me, don't tell me you love me
When I was lonely and my daddy died
All of my niggas
my dad and stuff him in the garbage can[03:49.26]I'd better take off my clothes and go fuckin' stab someone[03:52.22]Why these people yellin' at me, I
And even if I did die young, who cares
All I ever got was mean mugs and cold stares
I got homies in my head
Who done passed away screaming, please
Young
the coffin
It's code red
Top say slime gon' leave him dead
Hop out and spray it
Gon' be taking off his head
We gon' let him talk
That pussy boy just lay in
on the way by the name of Bamboo
Got a little baby girl, four year, Jordan
Never turn my back on my kids for them
Should have hit it, quit it, rag-top
head[01:09.63]Guess I won off that brick, you can call me Craig[01:12.53]Only gas in my wood, I don't fuck with regs[01:15.51]That's the way I ease my stress when I'm
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