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letra de on edge - lord $hredda

[verse 1]
i seen n-ggas that will [?] to [?] start catching feelings
about how each other handle they business, paranoia
i keep seeing the same moment to [?], wrong gimmick
your life could be gone [?]
there’s no need to run and hide
i know way too many people who got shot over they bride [?] (bah, bah, bah)
now your life is on the line, n-ggas aiming at your skull
[?] send shots at the sky
you better watch the ones that tryna help you up
cause they could be the same n-ggas out there tryna set you up
bodies dropping [?] power all over the powder, talking white dust
my n-gga should’ve swept it up
i’m like, “god, can you find this?”, surrounded by darkness
i think this as solitary confinement, climbing up the food chain
wanting to be the highest, n0body has patience who looking for a client (stop lying)

[chorus]
i stay scanning, no need to panic
but i gotta stay aware
n-ggas befriend you when they out to get you
they act like they really care
leave me by myself, i don’t need no help
one step and i’m really off the ledge
[artillery?] motors, friends getting colder
no wonder why i stay on [meds?]
[verse 2]
went to sleep with my pockets empty (d-mn)
woke up feeling like a gremlin (d-mn)
and i’m just daring a n-gga to tell me (huh?)
not much of a drinker but tonight, i’m pouring a remy and busting a plenty
but i need it, catch me plotting and scheming
eyes open but dreaming, lost my hustle, i ain’t need it
i’m feeling bulimic, tryna find the way to hustle but this [?] all in my [region?]
you would have to light a match (huh?), and put it where i sat (yeah)
sometimes i feel so low that i couldn’t even get off my ass
tryna get a grip on life, but i slip when i grasp (skrrt)
searching for wings to get this cash cause time flying by fast
if opportunities knocks, would you respond? (huh?)
they been treating my lil’ cousin like a con (huh?)
home invasion burglary, two hundred thousand bond (d-mn)
that’s the main reason why a n-gga can’t stay calm (i can’t stay calm), d-mn

[chorus]
i stay scanning, no need to panic
but i gotta stay aware
n-ggas befriend you when they out to get you
they act like they really care
leave me by myself, i don’t need no help
one step and i’m really off the ledge
[artillery?] motors, friends getting colder
no wonder why i stay on [meds?]
[verse 3]
late fool taking seconds, ain’t no second chances ([?])
dreaming of exotic whips and exotic dances (lord)
everyone gets close to you, reach the pen and then they vanish (gone)
like the thief in the night, in the getaway cameron
with the flows that i got, they be wondering who i’m signed to
i do it for my og’s cause they taught me how to grind too
road to success, i’m hoping that the line moves
on the way to get a meal like the drive-thru
can i get some fries too? cause b-tch i’m starving
i feel like a caveman cause i’m carving this art in the mindframe of all these lames
like a cartoon so i guess my pockets uncarving
my homies got that work but it ain’t legal (huh?)
but it’s the only way that they can feed they people (true)
and you wonder why we on edge like we jumping off the ledge (what?)
cause every time we turn around, we see the feds (d-mn)

- lord hredda

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