Lyrics:
Like the dead end kids, we used to play in the streets
Never worryin' about grief, football spelled relief
Ronnie was the coach for us
See he
Like the dead end kids, we used to play in the streets
Never worryin about grief, football spelled relief
Ronnie ? was the coach for us
see he
knifed in broad daylight
Don't try to run, you'll get blocked off
I got spotted by a cop, so now that cop is knocked off
if I get back I get out with
Things, cripplin triple beams, dippin in different things by any n all means.
I seen a lot a hatred a lot a fake shit but I
Knew that me n you boo we'd
den play with my son
When he take his nap I go and smoke another blunt
Lay it up wit his momma den we watch what we want
I work everyday to provide
Just the way it is
This is how it goes yea
We in different places interstellar worlds yea
I'm in Margiela walk up in this hoe
Down here by myself how
Don't know what to do
When you down bad gotta make a move
Want a hunnit m's told myself it's coming soon
Another hunnit m's just to keep the fam bool
First off, fuck Santa Claus
He ain't never done shit for a nigga like me
People been hating on me since
I was like three
Just because I was different
she know I'm a gentleman
Deep down these niggas never stood a chance
If they ever catch me slipping then I guess I'm dead
The party ain't over cause
Lung Slaughtering, necromancer Kush
Shit got diamonds on it so you know the
THC to CBD Ratio is fucking swag nigga
A whiff of this shit, yeah this
Lung Slaughtering, necromancer Kush
Shit got diamonds on it so you know the
THC to CBD Ratio is fucking swag nigga
A whiff of this shit, yeah this
gotta DM, 11 PM
Said I don’t like niggas I wish you were him
Killed by the police, it’d be a relief"
To dump off your bodies and go back to sleep
Man you
dodge the reaper'
I got swifties on my feet
And he got heavy hands
And if he take another step
Imma teach him how to dance shi
A dead man walking
I
a conversation with a kid who look like he dead inside
He said I saw you out there check in with your dad outside
Before I could even reply
he said damn must be
soon avoid
Becoming just another statistic being consumed by noise
Tell me how long till I'm satisfied
Will these dreams take flight
Will the air above
the brotherhood
In the beginning, yet you never could
Listen
Ain't that kept undercover another one cause I got
Six got hung by the beast
Looking for the golden
I caught him slipping, walking not whipping
Pretty little lightie on his arm
With some extraordinary titties
I've been tryna catch this
Nigga for
Okay which way you want to go nigga
Left, right, up, down, come on man
Just find it on yourself, man come on now
Pimp's probably a bit too much
[Verse 1]
Okay which way you want to go nigga
Left, right, up, down, come on man
Just find it on yourself, man come on now
Pimp's probably a bit too
chest, so now I gotta let it free
Everybody and they mama, want me D-E-A-D
That's why my attitude done got me, with another reputation
But fuck jail,
legends
So i kill it the second i do a drop a acid
We only got the classics
But you know the status
I'm on another level bitch
By the looks sound and smell
shitty. Operated by crimewaves the shit is wicked. The system backwards, and if you lacking you’ll be a victim. Too many times I watch the news, another
No cap all of that shit be dead
See me online that’s where we gone keep it
Bro ass scary cause we know the nigga secrets
You come in last Cause you
of gems
That I really could've used
In the end
Niggas talking heavy
Let em sleep with the bedrock
My flow really rare
You could label it dead stock
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