Lyrics:
life (Who)
Better aim for the head
In the red now you dead (Dead)
Yeah RIP to Pop (Smoke)
Yeah he made this shit pop
Wooo never Gon stop (Woooo)
We gon
finally see me shining
Who would've known it would Be so bright
I then Got a new vision
And All I see is green
Had to x em' out my circle Thinking they was
It's LiL $ane in this bitch, hoe
Lemme tell you a lil something 'bout Sane
I'm boss ass nigga who do boss as thangs
When I flip a nigga off he see
of sincerity
Please don't bring that shit around to me
I got a bone to pick, I am a dog
No no paw patrol
Glowing red eye
In the shadow its dark
Illuminated by
to tweets
Hard to trust when they all lie through they teeth
I can tell the vibe is off by the silence you speak
It's hard when you lose relations you were
only turn me up
Yea, yea
Give a fuck who ain't fucking with me
Ima keep running it up by my lonely
I'm trying to stack me a whole lot of bands
Stack it
Terminator-mecha-carnivore Joe Rogan
You can't cancel a man who podcasts from home
Freedom-of-speech-metaphor Joe Rogan
He'll put the mic in your face after a kick to the dome
cin't like I'm still five years old you know
cin't like imma be sitting' up every night askin my mom
When's daddy coming' home you know
Who needs
pressure no wonder
Name rang like thunder what set you claim who you under
Shipment coming now might have some bodies on it (Woah)
What you need inside
ain’t no expert on sell-by dates
But I think you’re overdue
Don’t feel a thing when you’re lying inside my arms
It’s hard to get through to your head past
Yuh. Yuh. Aye
Shut up
Who on the beat
Shut up
Yung T.K.
Dude shut the fuck up
(Fuck you)
Nowadays can't keep a straight face
When I make bank
a pill
Like I'm told by all my idols
Just wanna overdose and numb the fuck out of my vitals
Rolled joints sure let me try those
True emotions yea let me
you get close to me
Sorry for the way I left you all up in your feelings
I'm sorry for the way I couldn't be there when you needed
You don't know who I
like we living to die, we born and die young by police
Like bitch we tired of runnin, but that’s some shut they’ll neva see
You really gotta be black
story to tell
I was raised up by my grandma, guess my real ma was too busy
I was waiting home for like 5 years she said that she would come and get me
come with me
This real rap come have fun with me
With God by my side, I never think of suicide
Everytime I'm lucified, I pray to the God who got
how you really felt
I still think about the way your kisses felt
A broken heart and you can't fix it by yourself
How the fuck you push away someone who
cold
Gotta drop these bitches when the connection gone
Used to find out who was grinding when the weather broke
Spread my drip around the city like
importance
Have had to invent a purpose to escape my avoidance
With no meaning I'm tired of being crushed by own insignificance
Yeah my minds spinning
Don't
the country
Going off for the one before me
I been prayed
Bout my pockets
I can't take
How I got
To go in by my vows
This to death to us part
I done made up my
hard when I leave her
Same hood where my ken got pinned for ten dollars
Wrong sale, wrong time, sniffed out by rottweilers
Just red and blue flashes
nigga
Eatin' by myself, I never looked upon your meal, nigga
Hmm
I don't fuck with 12, but I still ball like Jah Morant
You told me you don't want
been around, no, it's not hard to peep
Better tighten up, moving like a loose screw
Man, they washed up, never playing by the rules
The ones that cheat
way too many thoughts
One by one I start to cut'em off
I don't got no energy for this man I don't got no patience
Like a shitty doctor to what degree
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