END MY SHIT (feat. Tommy Starchild)
Making motion pictures off the scriptures
Dump a cup of liqour this for all my hittas
If I see you let you know I'm fucking with ya
Throw a little something extra in swisher
Talk way to much I need peace and quiet
Couldn't give enough so I lay in silence
Stuck up in my room might roll up in here
Give my right nut before I shed a tear
Over you
Over what it was
That's just what it is
That's just what it is
Know I might see death before my eyes
Shouts out to the demons laying on my side
We gone celebrate gonna inebriate
Never really learned how to pump the breaks
So it's 90 on the interstate
Till we crashing all up into heaven's gates
I'm a bastard on the run
Respect the truth or gimme funds
I haven't felt my soul in months
If life's a joke then I'm the pun
Since the beginning
I've been living
Counting days till I cannot
The world's a game of keys and locks
But if lose I still got ten toes down
I don't understand
Happened to the plan
Locked with a pen
Boy is not a man
Shit fell apart
Living in the dark
Tryna see the spark
Give the girl my heart
But love isn't free
It ain't what it seem
I'm in quarantine
You know what I mean
Welcome to the team
Welcome to the dream
Love to all my fans and enemies
Like what you mean
I dot my i's and cross my t's
I'm running blocks
With tomahawks
'Cause I give lessons on the spot
I ain't got clothes
But I got diamonds
I ain't got hoes
But I got rhymes
I got no time for second chances
God that rocks the mask it's
LORD V
Dump a cup of liqour this for all my hittas
If I see you let you know I'm fucking with ya
Throw a little something extra in swisher
Talk way to much I need peace and quiet
Couldn't give enough so I lay in silence
Stuck up in my room might roll up in here
Give my right nut before I shed a tear
Over you
Over what it was
That's just what it is
That's just what it is
Know I might see death before my eyes
Shouts out to the demons laying on my side
We gone celebrate gonna inebriate
Never really learned how to pump the breaks
So it's 90 on the interstate
Till we crashing all up into heaven's gates
I'm a bastard on the run
Respect the truth or gimme funds
I haven't felt my soul in months
If life's a joke then I'm the pun
Since the beginning
I've been living
Counting days till I cannot
The world's a game of keys and locks
But if lose I still got ten toes down
I don't understand
Happened to the plan
Locked with a pen
Boy is not a man
Shit fell apart
Living in the dark
Tryna see the spark
Give the girl my heart
But love isn't free
It ain't what it seem
I'm in quarantine
You know what I mean
Welcome to the team
Welcome to the dream
Love to all my fans and enemies
Like what you mean
I dot my i's and cross my t's
I'm running blocks
With tomahawks
'Cause I give lessons on the spot
I ain't got clothes
But I got diamonds
I ain't got hoes
But I got rhymes
I got no time for second chances
God that rocks the mask it's
LORD V
Credits
Writer(s): Luis Fermin
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