Deathwish (feat. Corbin Reece)
God damn he fresh
Got an nintendo nes
Girl come to the crib
Baby can we sext
Not top of the list
But damn he next
Yea
Well I might be 5th
Still gotta check imma ice my wrist
Still gotta flex on a night like this
And I kill every track
So that I might live
Buy my shit
Vibe to the heat rock
Got one bitch on my mind
I don't need thoughts
She my world never mind what The feat cost
Fynna get rich off the rhymes
And these beat box
Fynna go Steve Jobs with this
Next shit
Fynna get paid spend it on a Necklace
They be throwing shade
Change is reflected
They trynna kill me
No way its a deathwish
If I could think your something
Something to me
Trynna kill me
No way it's a deathwish
Trynna kill me
No way it's a deathwish
Then you could see your Something
Something to me
Trynna kill me
No way it's a deathwish
Trynna kill me
No way it's a deathwish
If I could think your something
Something to me
Trynna kill me
No way it's a deathwish
Trynna kill me
No way it's a deathwish
Then you could see your Something
Something to me
Trynna kill me
No way it's a deathwish
Trynna kill me
No way it's a deathwish
Trynna kill me
No way it's a deathwish
Trynna kill me
No way it's a deathwish
Trynna kill me no way
No way it's a deathwish
Eyes on reflection
Coming on my way
I was driving all high
On the intersection
No checking
Nikes on my feet
But I'm counting all my blessings
Praying on my knees still
Searching for direction
Irking for the cheese
Need to re up
On my breading
Swerving on the streets
Chasing roads to
Some place in my mind
Think I'm thinking of a heaven
Ayo I'm thinking of a heaven
He was thinking of a nine
I was thinking no sweating
Had to get me and mines
In the back of my mind
I was hurting for myself
Cuz for the money
I might raise a lil hell
Shit ain't sunny till your
Grass green enough to make bail
And that's the truest
Shit I ever heard
Shit he wanna talk about real word
I wanna talk about the real shit
I wanna talk about the real shit
If I could think your something
Something to me
Trynna kill me
No way it's a deathwish
Trynna kill me
No way it's a deathwish
Then you could see your
Something
Something to me
Trynna kill me
No way it's a deathwish
Trynna kill me
No way it's a deathwish
If I could think your something
Something to me
Trynna kill me
No way it's a deathwish
Trynna kill me
No way it's a deathwish
Then you could see your Something
Something to me
Trynna kill me
No way it's a deathwish
Trynna kill me
No way it's a deathwish
Got an nintendo nes
Girl come to the crib
Baby can we sext
Not top of the list
But damn he next
Yea
Well I might be 5th
Still gotta check imma ice my wrist
Still gotta flex on a night like this
And I kill every track
So that I might live
Buy my shit
Vibe to the heat rock
Got one bitch on my mind
I don't need thoughts
She my world never mind what The feat cost
Fynna get rich off the rhymes
And these beat box
Fynna go Steve Jobs with this
Next shit
Fynna get paid spend it on a Necklace
They be throwing shade
Change is reflected
They trynna kill me
No way its a deathwish
If I could think your something
Something to me
Trynna kill me
No way it's a deathwish
Trynna kill me
No way it's a deathwish
Then you could see your Something
Something to me
Trynna kill me
No way it's a deathwish
Trynna kill me
No way it's a deathwish
If I could think your something
Something to me
Trynna kill me
No way it's a deathwish
Trynna kill me
No way it's a deathwish
Then you could see your Something
Something to me
Trynna kill me
No way it's a deathwish
Trynna kill me
No way it's a deathwish
Trynna kill me
No way it's a deathwish
Trynna kill me
No way it's a deathwish
Trynna kill me no way
No way it's a deathwish
Eyes on reflection
Coming on my way
I was driving all high
On the intersection
No checking
Nikes on my feet
But I'm counting all my blessings
Praying on my knees still
Searching for direction
Irking for the cheese
Need to re up
On my breading
Swerving on the streets
Chasing roads to
Some place in my mind
Think I'm thinking of a heaven
Ayo I'm thinking of a heaven
He was thinking of a nine
I was thinking no sweating
Had to get me and mines
In the back of my mind
I was hurting for myself
Cuz for the money
I might raise a lil hell
Shit ain't sunny till your
Grass green enough to make bail
And that's the truest
Shit I ever heard
Shit he wanna talk about real word
I wanna talk about the real shit
I wanna talk about the real shit
If I could think your something
Something to me
Trynna kill me
No way it's a deathwish
Trynna kill me
No way it's a deathwish
Then you could see your
Something
Something to me
Trynna kill me
No way it's a deathwish
Trynna kill me
No way it's a deathwish
If I could think your something
Something to me
Trynna kill me
No way it's a deathwish
Trynna kill me
No way it's a deathwish
Then you could see your Something
Something to me
Trynna kill me
No way it's a deathwish
Trynna kill me
No way it's a deathwish
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Writer(s): Cecelia Vargas
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