BloodySacrifices
Turn my headphones up
Uh huh yeah
Uh huh yeah
Last night I caught body but I ain have no feelings
Only nenna and glocc and Smith is coming with me
Demons haunting my city over the last century
How many fuccs can I give if I've been fucced plenty
My Dreamville didn't have no revenge it was all sweet
Juss did this song stupid fast like JID
Yo homies ya homies til you staccing ya fuccin cheese
Nigga can't go out like beans and that nigga Memphis Bleek
Vengeance is mine says the Lord but who gon give a fuck
When a nigga had killed ya brother and now you hit him up
Like DeathRow in 95 it's hard for me to stay alive
I'm sleeping but I'm sleep deprived
You slipping with yo open eyes yo award is them hollow fyes
My niggas they steady die aggravated like hood flies
You can't understand it if ain live it
Trynna knock a pussy nigga off his fuccin pivot
These money goals talkin to nobody except for my ghetto children
You teach me how to make a million
Til you make a million all you gotta do sit bacc and make it with me
Problem solved a bad la child holding the Fuccin semi
Don't judge me bitch because at the end of the day nigga we all is sinning
Told my momma I want bank and I won't nothing else
I wanna fly on the private jet by Fuccin self
Bitch I'm shining like Da Baby diamond teeth
Wishing I can make giant steps but we making baby leaps
Uh
Diamonds silver and gold is an optical illusion an optical virtue
You see it and you think it can help but it hurts you
EVEN-N-DRKNSS...
Uh huh yeah
Uh huh yeah
Last night I caught body but I ain have no feelings
Only nenna and glocc and Smith is coming with me
Demons haunting my city over the last century
How many fuccs can I give if I've been fucced plenty
My Dreamville didn't have no revenge it was all sweet
Juss did this song stupid fast like JID
Yo homies ya homies til you staccing ya fuccin cheese
Nigga can't go out like beans and that nigga Memphis Bleek
Vengeance is mine says the Lord but who gon give a fuck
When a nigga had killed ya brother and now you hit him up
Like DeathRow in 95 it's hard for me to stay alive
I'm sleeping but I'm sleep deprived
You slipping with yo open eyes yo award is them hollow fyes
My niggas they steady die aggravated like hood flies
You can't understand it if ain live it
Trynna knock a pussy nigga off his fuccin pivot
These money goals talkin to nobody except for my ghetto children
You teach me how to make a million
Til you make a million all you gotta do sit bacc and make it with me
Problem solved a bad la child holding the Fuccin semi
Don't judge me bitch because at the end of the day nigga we all is sinning
Told my momma I want bank and I won't nothing else
I wanna fly on the private jet by Fuccin self
Bitch I'm shining like Da Baby diamond teeth
Wishing I can make giant steps but we making baby leaps
Uh
Diamonds silver and gold is an optical illusion an optical virtue
You see it and you think it can help but it hurts you
EVEN-N-DRKNSS...
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Writer(s): Jacobi Reynolds
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