Blood. Cash.

(I don't love you anymore)
(Since when?)
(Now, just now)
(I don't wanna lie)
(I can't tell the truth, so)
(It's over)

Fuck the Louie V, I need some ketamine
I've been in a ditch since I was 17
Crystal with the rum got ahead of me
Pour the lights up, with the melody
Memory fucked, suicide love
Every body cut, like the drugs and the Hennessy
Syrup full of mud, club full of rot
I'mma get fucked, don't stop 'til the energy sending me

Blood, cash, let it all stack
Only found peace when the night go black
Soul full of heat but the ice grow fast
Mold on the beef but I'm cold with the, cold with the
Blood, cash, let it all stack
Only count teeth when the knife don't catch
Froze in my weeks but the hoe ass fat
Known by the beast, I'm at home with it, home with it

Pour cigarette smoke on it
Row row row, run it down, choke on it
'Bout 6'4", you ain't got a toe to it
Diamond pistol sending shots, coasting it

Anthrax in the pack but I'm toking it
Fan gas to the stash, yeah we roasting it
Yo man, it's on sight, get the rope fitted
Toe tags, double dice, yeah we roll with it
Tab bags getting passed, out of focus
Twin locusts, masked by the potion
No slow shit, fire in the ocean
Split the high to find my mental broken

Blood, cash, let it all stack
Only found peace when the night go black
Soul full of heat but the ice grow fast
Mold on the beef but I'm cold with the, cold with the
Blood, cash, let it all stack
Only count teeth when the knife don't catch
Froze in my weeks but the hoe ass fat
Known by the beast, I'm at home with it, home with it



Credits
Writer(s): Damian Michael Bryan
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