Lyrics:
over to the side, a routine for me
Tearin' up my shit, like they lookin' for a key of cocaine
But they never find the shit
Ain't got nuttin better to do
it
They wasn't with me, but stagnant, my time goes out to those who struggle and witness
I ain't friendly, gone head envy, I barely talk to people
her mouth while she tryna wrestle my jeans off
Glytch called
Talking about hacking a body I had the aim bot
Headshot
Hit him by default
Missing a piece
shit
Trynna sip sum lean and smoke green I'm on my party shit
Never underestimate a g when it comes to this
Bad bitch take over I told that hoe to cut
dead shot
Made me some money change the world from desktops
A lot of my lyrics over head like pull-up bars
I had some adversaries and some battle scars
wore with tank tops to show off my tattoo, thought I was cool
I used to hang out with my daddy's brothers, I call them my uncles
They taught me how
wore with tank tops to show off my tattoo, thought I was cool
I used to hang out with my daddy's brothers, I call them my uncles
They taught me how
conversation the way you come across your shit is off
Malfunctionin my nigga you about to feel the real force
Lay you on your face while I beat you up your head
in the building, I'll just renovate it[00:20.22]But if we talkin' bout my swag, go on head up to the top floor[00:23.49]My confidence just
Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in
down, duck down, duck-duck down
Motherfuckers thought I slipped, right?
You didn't know the extra clips on my hip
Right?
Ricochet off the vertebrae, dead
deeper than a rap
All you niggas gettin' robbed all the cellphones tapped
Bullet in my head, bullet in my chest
Yea they want a nigga dead
They envy my
shit
Can you even hear a word I say
Maybe I'm better off dead better off dead can you hear a word
Better off dead better off dead head a word I said
41 unh the splash brothers
Hold my hands and head high
I got the victory
Bunch of niggas dead
No tv unsolved mystery
They'll tell me im really real
and a hot head
-he need his ass beat, n sum hot lead
-hit in both feet n tell em drop dead
-Cuz i had enuff fake jhits on they drake shit, how they got ahead
my dad and stuff him in the garbage can[03:49.26]I'd better take off my clothes and go fuckin' stab someone[03:52.22]Why these people yellin' at me, I
in the river and I could've drowned but she lifted me up by my head
I been paranoid, so I keep it on me because I know they want me dead
My old girl,
and apron, over a flame bakin'
Niggaz take it for granted until they layin' dead on the granite
Innocent bystanders get shot by standin'
Y'all better duck
to level my head
De-saturate I'm seeing red
No care left if I was better off dead
And was that aimed at me?
I know, you know
We all know that it's aimed
solemn oath, he said, Allah is the witness over what we
Have said
And he said, O my sons, do not enter by one gate, but enter by different gates
And I
on me, bro pull up with diamond testers
Zaza pack only over here, you be rolling half the pressure
Sometimes I trap by my lonely, sometimes homies trap
they gave me a call like brodie he dead lil brodie he dead or sum
I swear I slept for a month and I aint get up, was stuck in my head or sum
And they end
hiding sum
She wanna play by code right now she must be dying huh
You my walking dead you six feet to me I can't believe this shit
Cut that off don't
It's a man down why you dead about a foe
It's a one more so it's a murda
Now my song perf
You don't feel the purp
Bitch I'm gone naw this straight from
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