Got a blunt Pop a trunk Fill it with a ************* boy ************* boy spilling his guts Stomach acid mixed with blood staining my all white white-laced SB Dunks Cop a couple bucks out his back pocket Wallet got to have something Otherwise i got to snatch something So I pulled out his heart from his chest Left the rest for his ************* and then left them I ditched for the seventh ************* a mother****** ducking Tucking in his tail I got a bone to pick with mother******s trying to see me fail Creeping like a vulture ************* i'm following his trail Picking on his bones for the flesh Leave the flies with the rest Leave his body growing pale Close his mouth with nails Dead men tell no tales Yung Jack Torrance with some bodies in the storage Lil broke mother ****** with enough to pay the mortgage Got that torture in my barrel Them ghost inhibit my mind It's that $uicidal junkie Young Scorcese of my time I'm creeping with 5 9 in the over look hotel Taking one look at us you can tell we come from hell I'm smoking and chanting spells Packing a couple bells Popping waves back to back I'm always riding the swell With all these drugs in my system Be hard to keep my attention The narrow run full of tempt to I see no one but these fingers The rinsed clues in existence The only reason I’m itching Itching to change all my present way Without me switching emission Or making millions Intention to get it quicker and stricter ‘bout getting money not flexin' Then get some ************* start flexin' And snatch a ring just for fun 'til I strike them digits and add it to ya You’d be wi*************ng that you would’ve ******* listened Wish you listened to me
[01:05.08]Got a blunt [01:06.01]Pop a trunk [01:07.03]Fill it with a ************* boy [01:08.00]************* boy spilling his guts [01:09.33]Stomach acid mixed with blood staining my all white white-laced SB Dunks [01:13.46]Cop a couple bucks out his back pocket [01:15.08]Wallet got to have something [01:16.03]Otherwise i got to snatch something [01:17.21]So I pulled out his heart from his chest [01:18.75]Left the rest for his ************* and then left them [01:20.42]I ditched for the seventh [01:22.01]************* a mother****** ducking [01:23.05]Tucking in his tail [01:23.76]I got a bone to pick with mother******s trying to see me fail [01:25.72]Creeping like a vulture ************* i'm following his trail [01:27.98]Picking on his bones for the flesh [01:29.25]Leave the flies with the rest [01:30.53]Leave his body growing pale [01:31.94]Close his mouth with nails [01:33.78]Dead men tell no tales [01:35.81]Yung Jack Torrance with some bodies in the storage [01:39.49]Lil broke mother ****** with enough to pay the mortgage [01:43.30]Got that torture in my barrel [01:45.30]Them ghost inhibit my mind [01:47.25]It's that $uicidal junkie [01:49.47]Young Scorcese of my time [01:51.22]I'm creeping with 5 9 in the over look hotel [01:55.21]Taking one look at us you can tell we come from hell [01:59.36]I'm smoking and chanting spells [02:01.22]Packing a couple bells [02:03.56]Popping waves back to back [02:05.32]I'm always riding the swell [02:23.74]With all these drugs in my system [02:25.27]Be hard to keep my attention [02:27.21]The narrow run full of tempt to [02:29.07]I see no one but these fingers [02:30.97]The rinsed clues in existence [02:32.83]The only reason I’m itching [02:34.84]Itching to change all my present way [02:37.36]Without me switching emission [02:39.12]Or making millions [02:40.33]Intention to get it quicker and stricter [02:42.93]‘bout getting money not flexin' [02:44.82]Then get some ************* start flexin' [02:47.06]And snatch a ring just for fun [02:49.09]'til I strike them digits and add it to ya [02:51.66]You’d be wi*************ng that you would’ve ******* listened [02:54.29]Wish you listened to me [02:57.00]
