October31st
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I smoke a blunt down til the cuticle my nails gettin burnt
I know he ain't a dancer but that hammer make him twerk
Say he got that powder, he crushin' and snortin' percs
October 31st you rich, but broke by the 1st
How the fuck you say you up but you go broke every month?
Say you paid, but your card sayin' insufficient funds
Fucking bums, stupid dumb
Double cup until he numb
Caught him leaving that Four Seasons 3am he caught the stun
It's the scum from the motherfuckin mud, can you hear it?
At the front, razer poppin' graze and make 'em feel it
The tombstone thug, in the shadows I be creepin'
I peel his wig back, it's the mac that they be fearin'
It's the backroad legend
Cohoctah, I got it locked
Ain't nobody from my city ever did it like your boy
She see me and see the television glitching white noise
White boy get you gone, it's the lord of paranoia
Peekin out the blinds, checkin' every camera, every corner
I can't go out like a Mitch, even your brother's never loyal
From the soil to the cradle, I've been living in reverse
Rappers armed and they dangerous but only in their verse
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Cadaver
I smoke a blunt down til the cuticle my nails gettin burnt
I know he ain't a dancer but that hammer make him twerk
Say he got that powder, he crushin' and snortin' percs
October 31st you rich, but broke by the 1st
How the fuck you say you up but you go broke every month?
Say you paid, but your card sayin' insufficient funds
Fucking bums, stupid dumb
Double cup until he numb
Caught him leaving that Four Seasons 3am he caught the stun
It's the scum from the motherfuckin mud, can you hear it?
At the front, razer poppin' graze and make 'em feel it
The tombstone thug, in the shadows I be creepin'
I peel his wig back, it's the mac that they be fearin'
It's the backroad legend
Cohoctah, I got it locked
Ain't nobody from my city ever did it like your boy
She see me and see the television glitching white noise
White boy get you gone, it's the lord of paranoia
Peekin out the blinds, checkin' every camera, every corner
I can't go out like a Mitch, even your brother's never loyal
From the soil to the cradle, I've been living in reverse
Rappers armed and they dangerous but only in their verse
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Cadaver
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