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death
Gimmie tha cash then imma take off and skirt on your ass
Doing dash I'm running track
Every time that you gon' give me the bag
Counting up stacks,

that I was sleeping in my seat
Enjoying the intermissions
Wasting my ticket waiting or the show to be over
And I guess I still am but observingthe

Somethin' that'll be a painless death I'm convinced
Off the bridge I'll lay my soul to rest, this is it

Yeah we goin' down
Yeah we goin' down
Yeah we goin'

of the living
Not a victim to limits
Dam
I wish I could be with em
Clenched fist a cold grip
Deaths hard hit
Six
Twenty nine 
Oh Six
R.I.P to lil sis
In her eyes

Corey, told Raven hit Kwame up
Ellen off in the back seat, though she probably won't remember
Told me she knew death too well, and if I need to talk just

a story to tell/ 
Should prolly take a seat/
About a raging beast with razor teeth
Named "police"

The officer, overseer supposed to tame the streets/

to a hunnid, no frontin'
Key to the streets gotta start with a button
Got some lean on the seats so I went bought another
Leave the bitch on her knees let her

meet my Lord
I get up, look fleek
Kiss mom on the cheek
Then I start my week
Bookbag on the seat
Thank God for my life cause He changed my life
Turned

checcs on me
Whole lotta bless on me
Whole lotta Whole lotta bless on me
Whole lot of stress on me that never healed right so its X on me
Whole lotta death

and repeat
Beat the game like Cuphead (Cuphead)
Meet the fame like no sweat (no sweat)
Seat the pride like wow (wow)
Let it go ain't no threat (no threat)

me
You will not love me so this how it's gotta be
When I wake up I turn on my little kill switch
Cuz I know niggas got a death wish
Thought I had

there's no seat in the range
Girl said she loves me I think that she’s playing
I think that she’s playing, I ain't into games, made bands off of scams K did

on top of your death bed And the streets won't know where you at Yeah What really make a real nigga
Is a nigga that make moves Keep it real stack bread
Pay

We were talking about making new songs last week
But last week was like 8 years it's funny how time sneaks
Rhymes compete I was blind from this seat

dope. We in this booch perkin' and we stoked. They say there ain't no future in our hope, No life in our breath, Scared to die,
But quick to take a death

shots fly killing everyone who disrespect you What you thought I was going to let you make it now look how death met you
Every time I'm trying to lay down

they feel afflicted 
Call on death 
Hope you got a scripture
What you think he not gon' pick up Sitting by the phone 
Ya know he itching 
Waiting

calm
I never had luck
Smoking leprechauns
Kept my head up
When facing the storm
Life after death
I'll be here when i'm gone
They say your noone 
Until

Death is always round
The corner so don't
Live your life in fear
Broddis building zoots
In the whip I had to steer
They put an anchor on my back
Cause

seats
So are you riding or not 
Are you sliding or not
Can't be caught in between
Because they trying to plot
I swear I love my fam to death
Because they

of the shadow of the death
Man ah walk in a room
And I see that he claimed her
We take a seat and we laugh cuh
Cuz she… already knows ya ah hater
And that she

Besides me 
I'm just chilling in 
His hot seat 
Ay
Trying to find a way 
Tryna tryna find a way 
Yeah Yeah 
Yeah I'm stuck up in 
A maze 
I don't know if

focused on achieving
Hopped up the in spaceship
And even told you I was leaving
Even offered you a seat too
Now it’s c2g till the death of me
You niggas

flicks
Fuck and release almost like fish
50 K views and you think LA
37 Likes fuck I'm on my way
I don't want death to be prolonged like this
Semi