Ghost Stories for the Departed
Amin tMK, Lil Tankie
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There she go hitting me On the hitter I fucked her and quit her But I fucking delivered Fucked till she shivered Penetrated and splintered She summoned a winner I summer'ed her winter Ain't got time for this She commodity my bliss DollBaby hella thick But with deficient politics We ain't on The same road Don't carry the same load These rounds pop they hand loads She just mad she ain't chose She used to say it was delicious Now reminisce the shit malicious Vicious how they play Cause I hit it hit it hit it Melt the frost off a heart on a coldday That was just foreplay Now she calling it foul play Consent the god they worship Till it don't go their way Don't go vocal Block on socials Hope that she go away They gone murder your context This ain't no fair contest Your clique you must protect They say don't speak on this Tell me when does it end? They say it never ends I don't know, told you what you know, but I would go and check my sources Revvin' your engine at the red light, you might wanna check on them horses Some things I done seen in this world, it make you nauseous That's why I'm real cautious, in the back room with bosses Habibi where you been? I hug her waist like I hug the coast Clinkin' on a crystal glass with a gold spoon when I make a toast Blue bills won't fold, I put them in an envelope Then I pass to my folk, got a shooter on approach Freak in the bed, in the street, she a demon She keep it on her like Xena, I don't do nothin' but please her She the goddess, I'm the Caesar, I don't want her, God I need her Took a trip down Egypt, felt the energy at Giza Do a show in the arena, touch a key like I'm Nina Gloves on like a keeper, and this shit smell like ether Take these secrets to the grave, they have to bury me deeper Take these secrets to the grave, they have to bury me deeper I hit a dab, and I get so high I hit a dab, and I get so high I hit a dab, and I get so high I hit a dab, and I get so high Take these secrets to the grave Take these secrets to the grave Take these secrets to the grave They have to bury me deeper A Prayer for the Departed I always saw it in your eyes Smelled it in your veins The pain that came with choosing to be Restrained, A G choosing chains I wonder what it was like Watching that man pop his brains At that roulette table Did you change Take the blame What did that do to your name And then she came. Radical packaged, the next Niggas nibble I guess you figured that's a Quibble for little dick niggas You picked her Flipped her Cut old bait and straight started over Till death do us And she did Succubus shit You couldn't quit Even when you wanted to No matter what it cost you Lots of ways Lots of fucking ways To go out with a bang
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Written by: Amoja Sumler, Amin Dallal
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