Holy Innocence (feat. Caughy)
Hell, hell, fye, fye
There ain't no sun in my city
Hell, hell, fye, fye
There ain't no sun in my city
Hell, hell, fye, fye
There ain't no sun in my city
Hell, hell, fye, fye
There ain't no sun in my city
I just took a hit on the porch
I just had a sip maybe more
Had too much I landed on the floor
Silly me I left my keys in the door
I look good, I got taste
I feel good, I feel great
I'm not sure if I'm awake
Don't hit my phone you know it's late
You're corn on the cobb you're corny
Imma just dip you bore me
Huh, huh, You can't afford me
I just took eight shots to the head
No you can't afford me
Hell, hell, fye, fye
There ain't no sun in my city
Hell, hell, fye, fye
There ain't no sun in my city
Hell, hell, fye, fye
There ain't no sun in my city
Hell, hell, fye, fye
There ain't no sun in my city
I'm outside, I'm on top
I'm running reds, I didn't stop
And I'm with my crew
And I'm with my troops like I'm Barack uh
Yeah I'm quiet but my swag talk yuh
And all these niggas jealous
But I'm not gon turn my swag off uh
And I'm with my crew
And I'm with my troops
So I won't pick and choose
So I won't fucking lose
So I went six lanes over in one move
And I'm in my ex's guts
And I got X in my guts
And I got excellent taste
And I got expensive drugs
Yuh, yuh
And I cap too easy
And I snap too often
And I swear to fucking god
I'll never feel this way again
Hell, hell, fye, fye
There ain't no sun in my city
Hell, hell, fye, fye
There ain't no sun in my city
Hell, hell, fye, fye
There ain't no sun in my city
Hell, hell, fye, fye
There ain't no sun in my city
There ain't no sun in my city
Hell, hell, fye, fye
There ain't no sun in my city
Hell, hell, fye, fye
There ain't no sun in my city
Hell, hell, fye, fye
There ain't no sun in my city
I just took a hit on the porch
I just had a sip maybe more
Had too much I landed on the floor
Silly me I left my keys in the door
I look good, I got taste
I feel good, I feel great
I'm not sure if I'm awake
Don't hit my phone you know it's late
You're corn on the cobb you're corny
Imma just dip you bore me
Huh, huh, You can't afford me
I just took eight shots to the head
No you can't afford me
Hell, hell, fye, fye
There ain't no sun in my city
Hell, hell, fye, fye
There ain't no sun in my city
Hell, hell, fye, fye
There ain't no sun in my city
Hell, hell, fye, fye
There ain't no sun in my city
I'm outside, I'm on top
I'm running reds, I didn't stop
And I'm with my crew
And I'm with my troops like I'm Barack uh
Yeah I'm quiet but my swag talk yuh
And all these niggas jealous
But I'm not gon turn my swag off uh
And I'm with my crew
And I'm with my troops
So I won't pick and choose
So I won't fucking lose
So I went six lanes over in one move
And I'm in my ex's guts
And I got X in my guts
And I got excellent taste
And I got expensive drugs
Yuh, yuh
And I cap too easy
And I snap too often
And I swear to fucking god
I'll never feel this way again
Hell, hell, fye, fye
There ain't no sun in my city
Hell, hell, fye, fye
There ain't no sun in my city
Hell, hell, fye, fye
There ain't no sun in my city
Hell, hell, fye, fye
There ain't no sun in my city
Credits
Writer(s): Aidan Caughy
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