letra de death knell (40) - slicknastyslick
my og had told me don’t trust these b-tches
my og had told me my homie might switch on me
my og had told me don’t even trust these riches
i be taking these chances
these n-ggas all want em given
set up the game mane
stressing i can’t blame the mental of this state
divided and united by bloodstains
and co-pays for cocaine
deranged and crazed for things i can’t explain
cautious when i’m walking
star stomping on top of my targets
gotta get em regardlеss
startling visions of markets
f-ck that picking in pocket
we tryna stick it and chop
stick it in the rocket
art class in the 12th grade
felt the sense of a sapien
on the same thing
rap hard give em real bars
til a n-gga get a way to get paid
the universe work in many strange ways
half a o of colorado and ever since then ain’t a d-mn thing change
just the size of the flame
mind on the grind grind on the grain
getting it
feeling the fire til i expire retire
like a burn back man michelin
polar the coldest firestone holding
microphone molten
money is the motor and the motive
the reason i’m keeping the focus on golden
and me and my demons the closest
my og had told me don’t trust these b-tches
my og had told me my homie might switch on me
my og had told me don’t even trust these riches
i be taking these chances
these n-ggas all want em given
you feel like you being lied to make sure it ain’t you
ask yourself who you is boy better tell the truth
know yourself supply your wealth my b-tch dyed her hair blue
now her bankroll match her hair too so what you finna do
serve tramadols and oxycon tell me what you want
roll up watermelon fanta i just might drop the 4
cliche to say i already know just how this sh-t will go
black denim with the black t simplicity is golden
you hear my wrist you see the gold as a n-gga be steady smoking
smoking til i’m over ripe i’m coughing to my coffin
sipping drippy in the meantime i probably solved my problem
i feel i could say i’m blessed
just to say a n-gga be stressed
reaper never waste his breath
when the n-gga coming to collect
think it’s worth it risk your neck
earn your name with the respect
that l!ck perfect get your check
just stay on point count 10 on 10
i flame a joint and take a sip
game on point do what you wish
my og had told me don’t trust these b-tches
my og had told me my homie might switch on me
my og had told me don’t even trust these riches
i be taking these chances
these n-ggas all want em given
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