Lyrics:
holdin' a sink screamin'
Police, but you got no peace
Yo, was that you big man, and a lot mo' grease
All I gets is that, cause niggaz want none of this
Back
(Scarface)
Everybody need to calm down
Stand right by your homie's side
Gunshots in this motherfucker turn this
Bitch into a homie-side (yeah)
Over a million
There was a black ship with blacker sails
Made of the roughest wood and the toughest nails
Every couple hundred years or so the black flag will fly
robots
Who forgot
Hypnotic in a
Two thousand by three thousand mile box
Thirty five year olds lost in a x box
Playstation and videos
So that's
Compressed by the empty air around me
Heavy limbs sink into the floor
Stuck inside, eating up my energy
Find myself crawling towards the door
Is
starts when it sinks in
Sneaking out late
I road my bike on the back roads
15 years
it ain’t long but I felt grown
Taking anything to feel a buzz
by the track wetter"
The hash spreader, I love the grimy shit
Even my girl did grimy shit to me and I went back with her
Three years for carrying
the track of the beat watch Bobby flip the metronome
High voltage, keep my seat in winsbro cultured
Kill enemies by mailin them the poison glue postage
I can tell by the look written on your face
Envy, jealousy, sad face emoji
I ball like the big HNIC
Thirty seven thousand dollars for a car last week
I ain’t stoppin till I get a hunnid grand
then I take that hunnid grand then I times by 10
that’s a million fuckin bucks
all hunnids bitch wassup
like we travel at that speed of light
Yeah 7lightyears we've been waiting for our chance to fight
And time's a construct made by man
My mind is flowing
See you pray for mud
When you climbing out the pits only up from this
You late as hell I see you straddling the fence
Should've been my bitch 24/7
hurts
Day by day
It's only getting worse
I wish I did more
Wish I didn't drink
Day in day out
Trying not to sink
And did I mention
How we start
to fuck
Sixteen and over to pat
A twelve year old kid got bucked
This week inperium flat lay your ass flat as a mattress
Smack your head off the axis,
strong enough to sink ships
Two tone grip, Brother Mouzone shit
Better move on bitch, or else it's on, trick
I'm en fuego, I ain't even in my zone yet
the police, now he doin' seven years for a sack
He told me look after his kids, then a week later that bitch turned up whacked
It's just the code, nigga
money
I pray so I know it's comin', I went to church every Sunday
Youngin slidin' and punchin', we gave 'em deals in the country
I make a bitch grab
days a week thinkin one day you gon get by a lil
7.5 hours of practice a day then realize doing
30 hours a month jus to eat brings you back to days in
did die)
Let that sink in
More steps to me than an FL sequence
Made my demons dance just by singing
When it come to dark- I feel so peaceful believe it
the room bitchin'
Doomed if and you got (ravished) and now my tomb's kickin'
Four score, seven years a ho
Knockin' em down with me, 99 beers to go
Yeah
I take y'all way back
Seven years old, I'm lookin up to the gangstas in the hood
Cause to me and my cousins, yeah, they represented good
fuck all of the hate
Couple years gone by, we gotta elevate
Cause the Flaws got us all in a mental state
Everything so shakey, 7.5 the magnitude
he disrespect the gang he must be lame cause he can't hang
I done ran through rain bitch it's some value in this pain
I was locked last year for
that seven year itch.
Been and put you in a ditch,
An' you're gonna blow your brains out.
Never saw her cheatin',
All you heard was your own poor heart
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