Verdict Pt. 2
If you hearin' this beat, you been found guilty of something
Tryna get off clean you got another thing comin'
I know what'chu did if you think I ain't know, you buggin'
Good news, tonight you'll rest easy in a coffin
I flunked outta college yo, so don't fuckin' test me
Got patience like credits, I ain't got fucking any
If I applied myself like I've applied these rounds to crowns
My wallet would prob'lly weigh a couple mo' pounds
Cemetaries love me, they runnin' low on plots
Wouldn't be surprised if they were hypin' up my opps
Puttin' bodies on properties and now they growin' crops
You hear that back there? You'll end up in a flower shop!
No point in thrashin' and the kickin' and the beggin'
Can't move the heart of a cold blooded felon
Accept your fate there ain't no need for all the ruckus
This is extra judicial, I call it hood justice
Judge, Jury, and Executioner
I got so many hats and I'm always fuckin' losin' 'em
Yo, the second your soul has passed on
I'll find yo' old bitch and be there for her to cry on
Give her a coat, she gone shine like teflon
New notch to my bedpost, it's a well earned chevron!
Whats that? Another plot has unraveled?
Grap the boom-box, the heat, and my fucking gavel
If you hearin' this beat, you been found guilty of something
Tryna get off clean you got another thing comin'
I know what'chu did, if you think I ain't know you buggin'
Good news, tonight you'll rest easy in a coffin'
(Yeo, you flunked outta college bro!?
I thought you were fuckin', like, smart or some shit, bro, like-
...It was a metaphor, nigga...)
Tryna get off clean you got another thing comin'
I know what'chu did if you think I ain't know, you buggin'
Good news, tonight you'll rest easy in a coffin
I flunked outta college yo, so don't fuckin' test me
Got patience like credits, I ain't got fucking any
If I applied myself like I've applied these rounds to crowns
My wallet would prob'lly weigh a couple mo' pounds
Cemetaries love me, they runnin' low on plots
Wouldn't be surprised if they were hypin' up my opps
Puttin' bodies on properties and now they growin' crops
You hear that back there? You'll end up in a flower shop!
No point in thrashin' and the kickin' and the beggin'
Can't move the heart of a cold blooded felon
Accept your fate there ain't no need for all the ruckus
This is extra judicial, I call it hood justice
Judge, Jury, and Executioner
I got so many hats and I'm always fuckin' losin' 'em
Yo, the second your soul has passed on
I'll find yo' old bitch and be there for her to cry on
Give her a coat, she gone shine like teflon
New notch to my bedpost, it's a well earned chevron!
Whats that? Another plot has unraveled?
Grap the boom-box, the heat, and my fucking gavel
If you hearin' this beat, you been found guilty of something
Tryna get off clean you got another thing comin'
I know what'chu did, if you think I ain't know you buggin'
Good news, tonight you'll rest easy in a coffin'
(Yeo, you flunked outta college bro!?
I thought you were fuckin', like, smart or some shit, bro, like-
...It was a metaphor, nigga...)
Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Agyemang, Dylan Agyemang
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