Sheol

We live in hell and we all locked, don't got no bail
I had to fight just to be here, I'm so for real
They be some hoes but say they real, what's the appeal?
My momma taught me how to move right in the field
So get yo guala everyday
Ain't no sleep no we can't lay
Smoke big gas big cloud all day
Got that shit on me know I stand out
And your crush linking bro she fanned out
I'm wit blood, oh that's a man down
The game is a wrap yeah it's saran now

You don't gotta ask me you can see it
This my life I'm fighting demons, but stay fly, that's right
I can't really jack the shit you spitin' bro you ain't nice
And your motion is too stiff I hit 'em wit this left right
In the bimmer did the dash and then I crashed and got it back
And my brother moved another pack, big boat routine at like 16
Them double stack mags yeah that shit is a machine
I ain't had shit, but some hand me down corduroy jeans
And my pops ain't give no fucks yeah man I swear yeah he too green
So I'm on my own now, and rolling with 22 team
OG Kush and GSC was so damn fire I was like 15
Now these milligrams can't even get me high I'm not no fiend
Then I picked the music up, and then I started goin stupid yeah
Bro we not from over there but still we gon' be posted there
That girl tryna fuck with me let's go and elevate that nova wear
YSL for the over wear, that Fenty when you over here, oh yeah

We live in hell and we all locked, don't got no bail
I had to fight just to be here, I'm so for real
They be some hoes but say they real, what's the appeal?
My momma taught me how to move right in the field
So get yo guala everyday
Ain't no sleep no we can't lay
Smoke big gas big cloud all day
Got that shit on me know I stand out
And your crush linking bro she fanned out
I'm wit blood, oh that's a man down
The game is a wrap yeah it's saran now



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Writer(s): Brandon Pang
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