Lighting the Flames of My Own Personal Hell

North, North
North, North
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North, North
The thicker the killers the rougher the niggas
We comin' straight outta the North, North
The thicker the killers the rougher the niggas
We comin' straight outta the North, North
The thicker the killers the rougher the niggas
We comin' straight outta the North, North
The thicker the killers the rougher the niggas
We comin' straight outta the North, North

The one pullin' all them robberies, the boy who's born from $carecrow
Came up from the slums, walking product of the ghetto
I can't feel my face but feeling great as the vice goes
Round and round and pound for pound, life going in a circle

From pentagrams to Instagram
How I mainstream the 6
Them boys can hate, I got their fate, suck on my dick
AKs all around me, want to die, pick out a stick
Grave been dug, load up a slug, lay him to rest up in a ditch

The thicker the killers the rougher the niggas
We comin' straight outta the North, North
The thicker the killers the rougher the niggas
We comin' straight outta the North, North

Southside Shorty, outside early morning
Not a knock, empty out the Glock
Dot in front the .40, turnin' you into a pourin' forty
Or I'll come back when you're poor and forty
Take it how you want it, take it as a warning
Don't ever ignore me (Nah)
Hide behind the door, me and the fellas bring the storm
We'll keep it coming (Keep it coming)

Mixin' up milligrams with millimeters, nine in the chamber
Got thirty inside the heater, bloody nose, I smell the reaper
Smoke surrounds my steps, I'm either chokin' on my breath or reefer
Coughin' 'til my death, I'm eager, leaving all my fans as grievers

North, North
North, North



Credits
Writer(s): Aristos Petrou, Scott Arceneaux
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