Rags

Rags around my face I'm blacken out I can not see none
She said I'm exotic tell her that's just how the weed burn
Leeches on my back I kill them all they leaving lesions
Pray a motherfucker run up come give me a reason
Shadows out the corner of my eye
Recognize the false fake prophet and he predisposed to die
Never bite always bark it was destined from the start
Got the drop on opposition now I'm creeping out the dark
Creeping through the city with a pocket full of dead ones
Heard that they been talking on my neck just cause I just made some
Never talking pesos boy I'm only talkin pay sums
Fast tracking quick to let that motherfucking blade run

A rag around my head
Stepping out the ashes with a ratchet got the metal full of lead
Mad that I ain't dead
Long as I keep breathing that's a reason that these pockets getting fed
A rag around my head
Stepping out the ashes with a ratchet got the metal full of lead
Mad that I ain't dead
Long as I keep breathing that's a reason that these pockets getting fed

I can never rest
Bitch I came too ball like I'll be sleeping when I'm dead
Turn a body red
I might levitate
I just left my body think the gas went to my brain
Altered state, hold up wait
Creeping through the city with a pocket full of dead ones
Heard that they been talking on my neck just cause I just made some
Never talking pesos boy I'm only talkin pay sums
Fast tracking quick to let that motherfucking blade run

A rag around my head
Stepping out the ashes with a ratchet got the metal full of lead
Mad that I ain't dead
Long as I keep breathing that's a reason that these pockets getting fed
A rag around my head
Stepping out the ashes with a ratchet got the metal full of lead
Mad that I ain't dead
Long as I keep breathing that's a reason that these pockets getting fed



Credits
Writer(s): Sam Arnedo
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