Coffin
(Yea) I'm riding round with my demons and we trynna off em
(Yea) that boy make one wrong move he get put in a coffin
(Yea) I got like 30 bullets in this sig and I'm trynna motherfuckin toss em
Them boys ain't gon never post where they is
Cause they know we getting up on em
We ain't ducking police out the heat right on em
(Yea) We know where he sleep so we creep up on him
We gon slide and repeat till we see they some goners
Ima lie then repeat when I speak to your honor
You pussy you know what it is when you run into me
So I don't know why they trynna taunt us
It's crazy how they ask for beef but then we cross the street
And they calling the cops on us
It ain't crazy dude could be 13
But he acting grown so he got turnt to marijuana
Everywhere that I look all I see
Is detectives on the block trynna watch up and lock us
Yea they tell me it's just paranoia but ion know no more it feel like they really on us
I been through every struggle and so broke
Can't do this no more I'ma get a bag I promise
Ima get this bag regardless
Ima get it cause I want it
I can't get you that's fine I promise you mine
Put a bag on yo head you a target
Told my momma I'm fine she know that I'm lying
She can see in my eyes that I'm heartless
Now I can't even cry
Somebody gon die when I catch 'em I told you I'm sorry
(Yea) that boy make one wrong move he get put in a coffin
(Yea) I got like 30 bullets in this sig and I'm trynna motherfuckin toss em
Them boys ain't gon never post where they is
Cause they know we getting up on em
We ain't ducking police out the heat right on em
(Yea) We know where he sleep so we creep up on him
We gon slide and repeat till we see they some goners
Ima lie then repeat when I speak to your honor
You pussy you know what it is when you run into me
So I don't know why they trynna taunt us
It's crazy how they ask for beef but then we cross the street
And they calling the cops on us
It ain't crazy dude could be 13
But he acting grown so he got turnt to marijuana
Everywhere that I look all I see
Is detectives on the block trynna watch up and lock us
Yea they tell me it's just paranoia but ion know no more it feel like they really on us
I been through every struggle and so broke
Can't do this no more I'ma get a bag I promise
Ima get this bag regardless
Ima get it cause I want it
I can't get you that's fine I promise you mine
Put a bag on yo head you a target
Told my momma I'm fine she know that I'm lying
She can see in my eyes that I'm heartless
Now I can't even cry
Somebody gon die when I catch 'em I told you I'm sorry
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Writer(s): John Doe
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