letra de signal death - david halo
[intro]
live from the hate
crying in the safe now
diamonds in the face, dying, it’s a race
time for the takedown
i’m alive, i escaped
can we turn the bass loud?
right time, wrong place
right highs, wrong chase
i’m alive, you can see it in my face
live from the hate
crying in the safe now
diamonds in the face, dying, it’s a race
time for the takedown
i’m alive, i escaped
can we turn the bass loud?
right time, wrong place
right highs, wrong chase
i’m alive, you can see it in my face
[verse 1]
ubеr to the booth cause i been locked in, i poppеd out
i’m at dsmny, i copped sh-t and walked out
everything is archive, i look like an argyle
baby these the lost files, smoking out the skyrise
thirty racks is piled high, took the f-cking roof off
i been into sci-fis, f-ck whatever you saw
b-tches got no wifi, lagging off a two bar
keep him on the sidelines, i been goin too hard
i been doing so well
he wanted to be me so he riding on my coattails
flying out to o’hare
i just touched down for the first time in 1 year
why’d she meet me here like i was flying for her rude ass?
bag full of money with a suitcase
baby boy, we ain’t shooting like it’s 2k
i don’t make decisions, i do whatever the crew say
uh, yeah, what the crew say
[chorus]
in a benz and i’m looking at the stars on it
whip quiet and it sound like a guitar strumming
girl quiet, we ain’t smoking til the car’s runnin
murdered tires, you can’t see em til the sun’s up
everything is out the safe, tell em shut up
prada pants, prada chestplate too
proud of him, mama proud that i do this too
i’m bouta do everything that i predicted to do, yeah
[verse 2]
babe there’s levels to this sh-t, i been thumbing through the racks
i been home all day and i still ain’t text her back
i been doa, i ain’t walking out the grave
everything i done i said, better listen when i say
in the process, b-tch
left my keys at the house cause we locked in, b-tch
every c when i count cause i’m god d-mn rich
everybody in the way, in my crosshairs, b-tch
b-tch, i’m a f-cking popstar
meet me at the show, i ain’t walking to your residence
backstage at the show and i’m countin dead presidents
meet me at the show, i ain’t walking to your residence
backstage at the show and i’m countin dead presidents
pr-pr-presidents
money spread look like turf, on my arm
touch the fire you get burnt, oh my god
set this sh-t off like a firework, set it off
set it off, yeah
[chorus]
in a benz and i’m looking at the stars on it
whip quiet and it sound like a guitar strumming
girl quiet, we ain’t smoking til the car’s runnin
murdered tires, you can’t see em til the sun’s up
everything is out the safe, tell em shut up (radio)
prada pants, prada chestplate too
proud of him, mama proud that i do this too
i’m bouta do everything that i predicted to do, yeah
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