SHADOW

Lyrics
[Intro] Uh Real badman music (Dubba-AA flexin') All the killies dem The steppas (This is the sound) [Chorus] Starin' down the barrel, turn him to a shadow, all you see is splatter (Turn him to a ghost) Nothing into something, made it out the dungeon, had to climb the latter (I had to climb the latter) Black sheep, underdog, call me what you want cause it don't matter Youngin's runnin' with the torch, made this buying jewelry shit a pattern (Bling) Since I jumped up off the porch, all I know is pull up make 'em scatter (Ricky) Who invented this, who invented that, does it even matter? (Does it even matter?) Pull on side his whip, then I let it rip, watch the glass shatter [Verse 1] How they gon' open up his casket We hit his face up with the ratchet No second guessing, we be crashin' You ain't gon' use it, never flash it Pop out with blicky's, get to blasting Screamin' free [?] until it's backwards All we know is shoot, we some assassins Niggas be dissin' for the fashion Glock make him disappear like magic Up and it's stuck, he say it's static You see the diamonds, see the carats You see the quality, it's valid I got this drip way out in Paris Came a long way, I'm living lavish Used to see roaches, hella attics Now I wear Cartiers and Pateks I just spent 20 on a baddie We on a jet, we eating salad Had to run up a bag, was living savage I think I fell in love with getting cabbage Private flight, we ain't gotta check the baggage Niggas broke in they feeling, I be laughing Lost some dogs to the streets, so I be snappin' All this fly shit, I'm running out of captions [Chorus] Starin' down the barrel, turn him to a shadow, all you see is splatter (Turn him to a ghost) Nothing into something, made it out the dungeon, had to climb the latter (I had to climb the latter) Black sheep, underdog, call me what you want cause it don't matter Youngin's runnin' with the torch, made this buying jewelry shit a pattern (Bling) Since I jumped up off the porch, all I know is pull up make 'em scatter (Ricky) Who invented this, who invented that, does it even matter? (Does it even matter?) Pull on side his whip, then I let it rip, watch the glass shatter [Verse 2] Cover of the magazine, bitches tryna have three Saw this shit all in my dreams, never thought that it'd be me A lot of shit be happening, if they spot him it's a tragedy With switches they shoot rapidly, them shottas get to wackin' 'em Growing up to gun shots, sirens Every other day a nigga dyin' Ain't no name on bullets, they be flyin' Lost my dog, I can still see him smilin' What you know about hard times, pain All the gun violence left a stain Tryna eat, I'm dancing on the train Nowadays they kill 'em for the fame He get books, start telling on the gang Emeralds and Baguettes all in the ring I just dropped some thousands on the chain Know they rather see me in them chains Looking back like look how far I came I can't let an oppa leave me slain Lost a few, I feel it when it rain Always knew this street shit ain't a game [Chorus] Starin' down the barrel, turn him to a shadow, all you see is splatter (Turn him to a ghost) Nothing into something, made it out the dungeon, had to climb the latter (I had to climb the latter) Black sheep, underdog, call me what you want cause it don't matter Youngin's runnin' with the torch, made this buying jewelry shit a pattern (Bling) Since I jumped up off the porch, all I know is pull up make 'em scatter (Ricky) Who invented this, who invented that, does it even matter? (Does it even matter?) Pull on side his whip, then I let it rip, watch the glass shatter [Outro] Shoutout the killies dem Real badman dem If you know you know (This is the sound) Steppa don't step Watch what you step, watch what you rep Fully, blicky Brrrrr
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- 22Gz