Outta Body Experience
I'm sleeping Peep it Out
My subconscious
Is speaking
The moon Shining
Like A diamond
Hanging In the Sky
I'm walkingDown
The Block In all Black
Skulls Cap
Two Garbage bags
And zip Ties
Blood shot Red eyeS
High off The
Haze Make a
Coupe moves
Shake a Couple feds
Now We
I'm the clear Lookin
Around Checkin
The scene Round
Here Heard this
Mothafucka Live
Right Around here
He Thought
I wasn't looking
When I seen
Him Drop the
Bag
Unaccounted for
Merchandise The type
A shit To get
You sliced up
Mike Tyson'd
Up 1st round Ko
And I ain't Talking
Knock out Pine box
Gold Handles
Welcome To the
Dug out
It's what
Happens When the four
Walls cave in You begin
Suffering Starting
With Suffocation
Then your Eyes
Gone Blur Your breathing
Is gone Slow
And I'm Count the
Dough like 1 2 3
But you gone
Hear One And by by
Memory You thought
I'd forget About
The shit You did
To me I'm always
In your Mental
Don't Underestimate
Me Cause shit
Can get Crazy
Pull up To your
House Disguised as
An old Lady
Snub nose 380
Infatuate ya
Neighborhood I can make
It look Bad Or I
Can make it
Look good Good as
Accident Ain't nobody
Askin Shit
Empty all
Your accounts
Disconnected the
Phones Charted a yacht
I'm bout to Be gone
Set up The back up
To erase all The back ups
We gone by day Break
By the time
They on break
We gone be A day ahead
My subconscious
Is speaking
The moon Shining
Like A diamond
Hanging In the Sky
I'm walkingDown
The Block In all Black
Skulls Cap
Two Garbage bags
And zip Ties
Blood shot Red eyeS
High off The
Haze Make a
Coupe moves
Shake a Couple feds
Now We
I'm the clear Lookin
Around Checkin
The scene Round
Here Heard this
Mothafucka Live
Right Around here
He Thought
I wasn't looking
When I seen
Him Drop the
Bag
Unaccounted for
Merchandise The type
A shit To get
You sliced up
Mike Tyson'd
Up 1st round Ko
And I ain't Talking
Knock out Pine box
Gold Handles
Welcome To the
Dug out
It's what
Happens When the four
Walls cave in You begin
Suffering Starting
With Suffocation
Then your Eyes
Gone Blur Your breathing
Is gone Slow
And I'm Count the
Dough like 1 2 3
But you gone
Hear One And by by
Memory You thought
I'd forget About
The shit You did
To me I'm always
In your Mental
Don't Underestimate
Me Cause shit
Can get Crazy
Pull up To your
House Disguised as
An old Lady
Snub nose 380
Infatuate ya
Neighborhood I can make
It look Bad Or I
Can make it
Look good Good as
Accident Ain't nobody
Askin Shit
Empty all
Your accounts
Disconnected the
Phones Charted a yacht
I'm bout to Be gone
Set up The back up
To erase all The back ups
We gone by day Break
By the time
They on break
We gone be A day ahead
Credits
Writer(s): Tavares Garrett
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