This Thing of Ours

Lyrics
Feel just like the mob Say hello to your new don Got a soulja underarm Keep that on, dont be alarmed That lil ginzo going hard, That lil benzo get destroyed I need 2 i feel annoyed Take me off i feel deployed Flicking ashes off my torch, Pour my lean in tidal waves Giving light they throwin shade up in the way its time for change Cut my palm and take my name Cut u off and take the blame Let the blood drip down the blade I swear on mine won't say a thing Who really really wanna live like this Who really really be bout that shit Bout that shit, im bout that shit 2 pull ups like a horror flick Horrific i leave the scene Mask with a double clip aim the beam They hatin me, won't say a thing I pull just like emergency Pop a pill im percules Overdosed my triple beam Got too much work and too much schemes Wish death on me I haunt their dreams Rest on me I wake they sleep Vest on me dont feel relief That tech in me, i lean like pisa Bullet shells on cymbeline
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Credits
- Writers
- Chetta