Death Sense

Someones gonna die, bitch I can feel it now
Gunshot in his head
All these stupid ass niggas playing guns
It Doesn't even make no sense
Death Sense my ability, oh no
I felt something again
2 black uzi are on my hands reloaded
Shot a nigga dead

Blood on his bed
All red, gunshot in his head
Look at me cashin' out all day
My Life like a president
Look at these broken niggas
Trynna shoot me then stole my chain
Why the fuck you banking on my money
Bitch i ain't your mans
Shut the fuck up, i don't care about you
All i care is all my bands
Stay away from us you stupid boy and all of your fuckin' friends
Livin' life like a mafia lotta gang shit ride out with a g class benz
Gang gang gang

Someones gonna die, bitch I can feel it now
Gunshot in his head
All these stupid ass niggas playing guns
It Doesn't even make no sense
Death Sense my ability, oh no
I felt something again
2 black uzi are on my hands reloaded
Shot a nigga dead



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Writer(s): Frank Lagarto
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