Dead & Gone

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, nigga, mic check, nigga, uhh Yeah, nigga (yuh), know where we going (yo) EP six, let's get it [Verse ] I rap like I got sickle cell, sick as hell (hell) I might get sent to hell (hell), but I don't give a hell (hell) And is that fear I smell (yeah), fear smell just like Taco Bell (bell) My hoe became a police officer, I'm fucking 12 (12) I'm immature as well (yeah), act like I'm fucking twelve (yeah) She think she All That I cancelled her like Keenan Kel (bye) And God know me well (yo), I'm not an infidel (yo) Like Kevin Gates they kicked my face outside of Heavens Gates I went to hell I couldn't wait I had to go and escape And then I got away and now I float in space (yeah) These niggas want me dead (dead) They want me dead and gone (gone) They want me sent to hell but I keep coming home The fuck you on the fuck you put inside my fucking bong I'm smoking strong mane I thought y'all niggas fucking on Yeah Sticks and stones Jeffery stuck in stone I'm trying to do this B-I-G just like I'm Puffy Combs I'm in the end zone You in the friend zone I bet my New York bitch gon' pull up with some Timbs on (watch) I'm higher than a drone I'm in the ozone Girl get your hustle on Jeffery put his hoes on Damn it feel good to be a rap nigga Look at all these hoes tryna fit in the picture Niggas want me dead like I'm Adolf Hitler If I die climb out the grave like Thriller (lets go) All my friends are dead just like Uzi said (right) Money over bitches Ima choose the bread (right) Ay Fuck I look like tryna be a newlywed (uh) The only time I go to court is if its for divorce (yea) -Ay bruh real talk bruh y'all rap niggas need to know bruh I got enough kids bruh stop biting off me bruh I ain't got no mo' no more room for no more sons mane Child support higher than a bitch bruh y'all niggas got me fucked up bruh y'all better go copy someone else [Hook] These niggas want me dead They want me dead and gone They want me sent to hell but I keep coming home [x2] Damn it feel good to be a pimp She wanna hit the blunt but she keep getting skipped She took me out to lunch I ordered shrimp And I ain't buy the food or the drinks or the tip You want me Dead And Gone like Justin like TIP These blue faced hundreds mane my money bank crip Go sign to Above get ya silly ass ripped (off!) If I go to hell thats a well deserved trip (lets go) If I go to hell I ain't even trippin' I pull up to Hell's Kitchen and wash dishes Invite a couple bitches to fuck Satan He downstairs waiting He waiting with some patients [Hook] These niggas want me dead They want me dead and gone They want me sent to hell, but I keep coming home [x2] EP Six motherfucker