Rip the Shade Off (feat. Rude Rebel)

Until my dept is paid,
Spitting flavor to your soul every Minutes maid.
Spitting flavor to be bold this our lemonade.
Aint got money for control but we getting paid.
Ain't got money for the lows, don't wanna die a slave.
How it is Living when your grown and all the choices made.
Plan to live rent free and no fees to pay until your car went down called up triple A
But hey

Tell them demons get up off me the price is getting costly.
Rip the shade off these sins is too exhausting,
Staying up another night thinking how to get right.
Maybe I should gone and change my ways live another life.
Fears is catching up to me better, yet they stuck to me.
Thinking that it's time to rip them off and live more comfortably.
OH, since a young man I've dealing only you can imagine then might just feel this feeling,
I think it's time for killing,
we need some more revealing.
And yeah, I know my flaws, but I think it's time for healing.
Living in shadows where the sky's Grey and every other day we finding ways compensate. I Feel better when I'm sleeping or when am dreaming am I dying slow. Taking chances do yo dances no one has to know.
What about the ones that know me. And the ones that told me.
The ones that seen me since a child is the ones who froze me.
Below those the ones that got to go.
Way Too much mind control,
When my mind is blown being on your own. subtract only cause its urgent using
my diversion I'm gone.

Rip the shade off till my debt is paid off!
(Debt is paid off)
Rip the shade off till my debt is paid off!
(Debt is paid off)
Rip the shade off till my debt is paid off!
(Debt is paid off)
Rip the shade off till my debt is paid off!
(Debt is paid off)
Rip the shade off till my debt is paid off!
(Debt is paid off)
Rip the shade off till my debt is paid off!
(Debt is paid off)
Rip the shade off till my debt is paid off!
(Debt is paid off)
Rip the shade off till my debt is paid off!
(Debt is paid off)

Demon my timin, dont wana be on my patek
Angels alignin aim at me so I regress.
Confessions take away the weight of my regret.
The progession the only way for me to be my best.

Think I'm blessed and wanna flex, but that's a damn lie.
I been down deep in trenches mad times.
Cut a couple's niggas off, they bringing bad vibes.
I can't sit and listen to another man lie.

My nigga had to focus up, I took it the wrong way.
I was turnin up,
But he was in for the long play.
Had me second guessin on the I was goin bout it
And if you think I'm lackin, then I think I should know about it

Nevertheless, everybody gotta find tryna way out.
Aint no fakin it till you make, dat shit is played out.
Aint a killer, but if you push you push me, you get to layout.
And get the history of shit dat we never play bout.

Pulled up on the Devil, and he greeted wit a smile.
Bullet to the dome,
He aint even see the scope.
Picking up a shovel, that's another nigga down
Wrapping up the body drop em 50 feet below

I won't tolerate nobody round livin foul.
Thinkin its a joke, I be creepin through the smoke.
I'm let the heater blow, water leakin through the snow.

Rip the shade off till my debt is paid off!
(Debt is paid off)
Rip the shade off till my debt is paid off!
(Debt is paid off)
Rip the shade off till my debt is paid off!
(Debt is paid off)
Rip the shade off till my debt is paid off!
(Debt is paid off)
Rip the shade off till my debt is paid off!
(Debt is paid off)
Rip the shade off till my debt is paid off!
(Debt is paid off)
Rip the shade off till my debt is paid off!
(Debt is paid off)
Rip the shade off till my debt is paid off!
(Debt is paid off)



Credits
Writer(s): Charles Kent Iii
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