How Ya Doin
Running from the cops
They ops
They Jon Doe
Saw them put my homie on the wall like Jon Snow
Who you gonna call?
Triple K be the ghosts ho
Only freedom you gonna get these days is a .44
All your motivation sucked into the black hole
All your information in a whole different timezone
All your expectations on a on a all new time low
Little shop of horrors built up from the ground floor
The world trying to kill niggas
But niggas trying to get their shit together
I said the world trying to kill niggas
But niggas trying to get their shit together
You need to tell me how ya doing
Ya I'm doing fine
Running for my life
Trying to survive
Tell my how you doing
Ya I'm doing fine
Running for my life
Trying to survive
He got the whip hand
He got the chef coat
He do the big scams
Like Creflo
He got the big wheels
Seventy-two spoke
These niggas too sweet
They the glucose
I'm a skywalker
I'm a new hope
Sorry for the wait
Move the weight
Sumo
Forty-five ace
It be big like my you know
Micheal Vick
All my dogs going cujo
You know
I promise my niggas
That this shit gonna bump
Cusco pull that lever and shit getting crunk
Down for whatever till' the day whatever come
Down to change the weather
Niggas blacking out the sun
It's gonna burn us all anyway when winter done
And I'm the optimistic one
Donnie is the mystic one
All about the spirit
Bout the spirit
He hollistitic one
Depending how you package it
Watch for the leviathan
The world eating basilisk
World ending tragedy
Screaming up in agony
Massive casualties
Tell me where you rather be
Do you care to see the end times?
Broken down to the enzyme
Broken down in the end im
Just trying to make it
Care to see the end times?
Broken down to the enzyme
Broken down in the end im
Just trying to make it
Make it
The world trying to kill niggas
But niggas trying to get their shit together
I said the world trying to kill niggas
But niggas trying to get their shit together
You need to tell me how ya doing
Ya I'm doing fine
running for my life
Trying to survive
Tell my how you doing
Ya I'm doing fine
Running for my life
Trying to survive
They ops
They Jon Doe
Saw them put my homie on the wall like Jon Snow
Who you gonna call?
Triple K be the ghosts ho
Only freedom you gonna get these days is a .44
All your motivation sucked into the black hole
All your information in a whole different timezone
All your expectations on a on a all new time low
Little shop of horrors built up from the ground floor
The world trying to kill niggas
But niggas trying to get their shit together
I said the world trying to kill niggas
But niggas trying to get their shit together
You need to tell me how ya doing
Ya I'm doing fine
Running for my life
Trying to survive
Tell my how you doing
Ya I'm doing fine
Running for my life
Trying to survive
He got the whip hand
He got the chef coat
He do the big scams
Like Creflo
He got the big wheels
Seventy-two spoke
These niggas too sweet
They the glucose
I'm a skywalker
I'm a new hope
Sorry for the wait
Move the weight
Sumo
Forty-five ace
It be big like my you know
Micheal Vick
All my dogs going cujo
You know
I promise my niggas
That this shit gonna bump
Cusco pull that lever and shit getting crunk
Down for whatever till' the day whatever come
Down to change the weather
Niggas blacking out the sun
It's gonna burn us all anyway when winter done
And I'm the optimistic one
Donnie is the mystic one
All about the spirit
Bout the spirit
He hollistitic one
Depending how you package it
Watch for the leviathan
The world eating basilisk
World ending tragedy
Screaming up in agony
Massive casualties
Tell me where you rather be
Do you care to see the end times?
Broken down to the enzyme
Broken down in the end im
Just trying to make it
Care to see the end times?
Broken down to the enzyme
Broken down in the end im
Just trying to make it
Make it
The world trying to kill niggas
But niggas trying to get their shit together
I said the world trying to kill niggas
But niggas trying to get their shit together
You need to tell me how ya doing
Ya I'm doing fine
running for my life
Trying to survive
Tell my how you doing
Ya I'm doing fine
Running for my life
Trying to survive
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Writer(s): Brandon Franklin
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