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I just be hangin', bad thoughts in my head
Niggas want smoke, well shit, I got lead
There ain't no love, black heart on my chest
I go through anything and everything, fuck a test
I beef with any nigga, like who you think about to press?
Nigga, I'll do you grimy, all my life just been a mess
I been hearing shit, I heard these niggas want me dead
But nah, this is my life, you niggas just do it for the net
I need that
Tell a bitch, "Be back"
Third squad blade, cut 'em, make 'em lean back
Earmuffs, I don't hear feedback
You could spell it out in braille, still I never feel that
T- top IROC fuck a Leer jet
Razor in my fist, spinning like a pirouette
Vice City, rock like Love Fist
I'm equipped baby, come on and knuck if you buck, bitch
Slide, ride, lights, what a dream
It could make you rich, or it could make you scream
Ain't bringing shit to the table, you can leave
Background actors acting like they in the scene
What?
SESH
I just be hangin', bad thoughts in my head (in my head)
Niggas want smoke, well shit, I got lead (I got lead)
There ain't no love, black heart on my chest
I go through anything and everything, fuck a test
I beef with any nigga, like who you think about to press? (About to press)
Nigga, I'll do you grimy, all my life just been a mess (been a mess)
I been hearing shit, I heard these niggas want me dead (what?)
But nah, this is my life, you niggas just do it for the net (ah)
Brake lights, late nights, and cold gin
Ice cubes in my cup and my wrist
It's true, if I'm in it, it's foreign
I bet if you in it, it's for rent
Mud flaps on the back, with the skulls on it
Skin down on his life, slash roll on it
I prolong it
Deadboys run it
Remember we were in the snow with the dope, running?
Steve Beach had his truck outside
Fuck a 4 by 4, we want the stuff inside
Gloves on in the dead of the night
His place got raided, everything in sight
Yeah
Yeah, uh huh, uh huh
517
'Til you all go to heaven
What?
I just be hangin', bad thoughts in my head (in my head)
Niggas want smoke, well shit, I got lead (I got lead)
There ain't no love, black heart on my chest
I go through anything and everything, fuck a test
I beef with any nigga, like who you think about to press? (About to press)
Nigga, I'll do you grimy, all my life just been a mess (been a mess)
I been hearing shit, I heard these niggas want me dead (what?)
But nah, this is my life, you niggas just do it for the net
SESH
Niggas want smoke, well shit, I got lead
There ain't no love, black heart on my chest
I go through anything and everything, fuck a test
I beef with any nigga, like who you think about to press?
Nigga, I'll do you grimy, all my life just been a mess
I been hearing shit, I heard these niggas want me dead
But nah, this is my life, you niggas just do it for the net
I need that
Tell a bitch, "Be back"
Third squad blade, cut 'em, make 'em lean back
Earmuffs, I don't hear feedback
You could spell it out in braille, still I never feel that
T- top IROC fuck a Leer jet
Razor in my fist, spinning like a pirouette
Vice City, rock like Love Fist
I'm equipped baby, come on and knuck if you buck, bitch
Slide, ride, lights, what a dream
It could make you rich, or it could make you scream
Ain't bringing shit to the table, you can leave
Background actors acting like they in the scene
What?
SESH
I just be hangin', bad thoughts in my head (in my head)
Niggas want smoke, well shit, I got lead (I got lead)
There ain't no love, black heart on my chest
I go through anything and everything, fuck a test
I beef with any nigga, like who you think about to press? (About to press)
Nigga, I'll do you grimy, all my life just been a mess (been a mess)
I been hearing shit, I heard these niggas want me dead (what?)
But nah, this is my life, you niggas just do it for the net (ah)
Brake lights, late nights, and cold gin
Ice cubes in my cup and my wrist
It's true, if I'm in it, it's foreign
I bet if you in it, it's for rent
Mud flaps on the back, with the skulls on it
Skin down on his life, slash roll on it
I prolong it
Deadboys run it
Remember we were in the snow with the dope, running?
Steve Beach had his truck outside
Fuck a 4 by 4, we want the stuff inside
Gloves on in the dead of the night
His place got raided, everything in sight
Yeah
Yeah, uh huh, uh huh
517
'Til you all go to heaven
What?
I just be hangin', bad thoughts in my head (in my head)
Niggas want smoke, well shit, I got lead (I got lead)
There ain't no love, black heart on my chest
I go through anything and everything, fuck a test
I beef with any nigga, like who you think about to press? (About to press)
Nigga, I'll do you grimy, all my life just been a mess (been a mess)
I been hearing shit, I heard these niggas want me dead (what?)
But nah, this is my life, you niggas just do it for the net
SESH
Credits
Writer(s): Alec Michael Tolkin, Jaimi Brugada Valdez, Elmo Kennedy O'connor
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