Middle finger to my enemies and
And Dat bitch she a serpent
Blue tint
Ova my eyes
That's closed curtains
Swear Death trouble and probs
Is only
Certain
Blue water mimic the sky's
To help me surface
I
Get to hesitant
I Been to feeble
Just spit clips
Reload the 9
Aim at the people
Divine homicide
If stray bullets
Could reach you
Pop shit
Step outta line
So they can see you
I Swear a
Been to timid for my old ways
Could push paper to notebooks
If for the pay
John Madden in
The huddle
You want the play you
Heart heavy
Mind strong
Way too much to weigh
Just put that ova to the side for a rainy
Day
Or substitute the sunshine
For the climate change
From the floor to
Dubai from a a private plane
I dream it all
Wit no sleep
Tryna fly away
This bad bitch she angel
But her halo fake
For narco hard dick she
Go the other way
Devil in a blue dress
Only after cake
Like a nigga birthday
How you play it safe
Fort Knox
Mind gold
Throw the key away
Grim reaper after souls
It ain't no escape
Throat full of totem
Pole
Tryna save face
Just bring the bag back
All the way to home plate
Yeah yeah
This just my cup and my mind spilling
Trust your heart
Could give af bout what yo mind feeling
This shit don't last forever
Tryna watch my time limit
Won't Eva take my spark
My nigga this is god given
I light another raw
It's hard for me to find ceilings
Sip that holy water
Lean back
Like fat joe
I'm in the booth
I heard they need crack
Studio the stove
I'm out to bring the heat back
Big
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English
Middle finger to my enemies and
And Dat bitch she a serpent
Blue tint
Ova my eyes
That's closed curtains
Swear Death trouble and probs
Is only
Certain
Blue water mimic the sky's
To help me surface
I
Get to hesitant
I Been to feeble
Just spit clips
Reload the 9
Aim at the people
Divine homicide
If stray bullets
Could reach you
Pop shit
Step outta line
So they can see you
I Swear a
Been to timid for my old ways
Could push paper to notebooks
If for the pay
John Madden in
The huddle
You want the play you
Heart heavy
Mind strong
Way too much to weigh
Just put that ova to the side for a rainy
Day
Or substitute the sunshine
For the climate change
From the floor to
Dubai from a a private plane
I dream it all
Wit no sleep
Tryna fly away
This bad bitch she angel
But her halo fake
For narco hard dick she
Go the other way
Devil in a blue dress
Only after cake
Like a nigga birthday
How you play it safe
Fort Knox
Mind gold
Throw the key away
Grim reaper after souls
It ain't no escape
Throat full of totem
Pole
Tryna save face
Just bring the bag back
All the way to home plate
Yeah yeah
This just my cup and my mind spilling
Trust your heart
Could give af bout what yo mind feeling
This shit don't last forever
Tryna watch my time limit
Won't Eva take my spark
My nigga this is god given
I light another raw
It's hard for me to find ceilings
Sip that holy water
Lean back
Like fat joe
I'm in the booth
I heard they need crack
Studio the stove
I'm out to bring the heat back
Big
And Dat bitch she a serpent
Blue tint
Ova my eyes
That's closed curtains
Swear Death trouble and probs
Is only
Certain
Blue water mimic the sky's
To help me surface
I
Get to hesitant
I Been to feeble
Just spit clips
Reload the 9
Aim at the people
Divine homicide
If stray bullets
Could reach you
Pop shit
Step outta line
So they can see you
I Swear a
Been to timid for my old ways
Could push paper to notebooks
If for the pay
John Madden in
The huddle
You want the play you
Heart heavy
Mind strong
Way too much to weigh
Just put that ova to the side for a rainy
Day
Or substitute the sunshine
For the climate change
From the floor to
Dubai from a a private plane
I dream it all
Wit no sleep
Tryna fly away
This bad bitch she angel
But her halo fake
For narco hard dick she
Go the other way
Devil in a blue dress
Only after cake
Like a nigga birthday
How you play it safe
Fort Knox
Mind gold
Throw the key away
Grim reaper after souls
It ain't no escape
Throat full of totem
Pole
Tryna save face
Just bring the bag back
All the way to home plate
Yeah yeah
This just my cup and my mind spilling
Trust your heart
Could give af bout what yo mind feeling
This shit don't last forever
Tryna watch my time limit
Won't Eva take my spark
My nigga this is god given
I light another raw
It's hard for me to find ceilings
Sip that holy water
Lean back
Like fat joe
I'm in the booth
I heard they need crack
Studio the stove
I'm out to bring the heat back
Big
Writer: Shiron Hudson
Copyright: Lyrics © Society of Composers, Authors and Music Publishers of Canada (SOCAN), O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © Society of Composers, Authors and Music Publishers of Canada (SOCAN), O/B/O DistroKid