Lyrics:
her fam
By the time the FBI could even make it to the robbery
Everybody probably won the information lottery
Vern got the tweet he's a writer for
You know what an acronym is
It's like letters that stand for things, you know, like FBI, TGIF, you understand
I have an acronym for myself
You know
Said you gone ride
Said you gone slide
Keep it real bitch why you lie
Fronting like you got my back I need a real bitch by my side
Don't need no
Said you gone ride
Said you gone slide
Keep it real bitch why you lie
Fronting like you got my back I need a real bitch by my side
Don't need no
know how much longer I can stay true
I won't text her I won't call her
I'll just leave a note by the door
I won't think much about it
I won't think about
Took a job with the FBI
Undercover, so I had to lie
Went to rescue a foreign spy
Hijacked a plane on the 4th of July
World's my canvas, and I cover
thousand hours with no windows in the basement
I really walk the walk, I got controllers in a case When I step outside the FBI is tracking my location
Yea
Let me tell you something about life it
Is not just strife and when
Time is passing by you don't
Notice because you're having fun
But why that time
were shot down by the National Guard troops
Just like Uncle Sam I put on my fighting shoes
School shot down cause there's no more to lose
Now we're
by a fucking tech
Rat tat to the tat tat, I'm a take him out of his memory
For ridin my nuts and tryin to stick me with delivery
Loose lips, sink
Dame Bing
I can see it coming
I can see it coming
You can’t tell me nothin
I can see it comin
My music been inspired by
Trials and tribulations
them badges, you get dealt with the maggots
Heard drive-bys everyday
Seen homies die early age, though we still gang bang anyway
Uh, yeah, uh, Figg
looking for me
I be in the shadows when they cross by
She think that im lost thats why she looking for me
But I be switching lanes like im cross eyed
I be
want supply hot
weight servin cakes like IHOP
ever since them last motherfuckers got shot
police been hot on my spot
spot cops FBI watch
got fiber-optic
time
Decided to leave till i heard a cry
Run away, here comes the shadow man
Lurking in the dark tryna trap a soul
Shadow man (Shadow man, shadow man)
From the shadows
It calls to me
With one more breath to give
I make a deal but who's it with
From the shadows
Taking over me
She lays me by her side
to bear arms
Leather jackets and glasses and you
Can tell it's us the FBI probably bust a nut
If we self destruct
Call it militant but ain't
Nobody killing
to do time
No snitchin nobody out when ya facin a life sentence
For death, you do it by yo God-damn self
He gettin clean, so we gave him a job
Had
across the sky
Satellites above
We got wandering hands and roving eye
Rut we cannot find real love
We got C.I.A. and F.B.I.
MI5 and more
Rut still
made it out
Brush myself off
Imma shake the ground
Feeling so high
For crying out loud
The time flies by
The sun sets down
Shadow of a doubt
Creeping
tugged by dark and light
(No more shadows)
God is you hearing me
Is this mic working right
See demons creeping straight
Into my room at night
(No more
on the sand
By the blue-carpet sea
As she walks hand in hand
With the shadow of herself
With the shadow of herself
She turns to face the remains of the day
we’re beaten by the clock
Something isn’t right
Keeps me up at night
It’s blowin’ in the dust we bite
Call up Mr. FBI and put him on the case.
Tell him
I don’t want to live in your shadow
Your paradise surrounded by water
The waves are high the sharks are hungry
If I’ll survive will you still find me
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