27.

Lyrics

[Intro] Weh di bloodclaat do yuh? Siddung, siddung Right now, I find it hard to think of anything Would I are gonna have a very serious trouble Alright, yeah David, wake up Ayo, Shoki, this go crazy Wah, move [Verse] Don't fuck around, bitch, you know that I'm goated Keep running your mouth 'til my foot where your throat is I can't fuck around with the money I'm growing Got bags for my enemies, zip it and throw it (Yeah) Decisions, I make them, and then I keep going I'm instantly wavy, they hate all my motives It's fuck how you feeling, I keep on indulging The shit that I'm spilling can't change my emotions Fuck your feelings, I've been doing what I want With demons, been winning non-stop (Yeah) Keep achieving, never sleeping, on God Every season I've been scheming up plots Try to knock us, but the gang too tough (Doo-doo) Nigga told me point them out and it's on Put a nigga in the ground in a box (Yeah) You're alive 'cause I kept my mouth shut (Yeah) Sit front row at the riot, armed with a blade with your name on the front (Die) It's either spit bars or violence, keep thinkin' I'm soft 'til I slay one (Die, yeah) Friends that I make keep dying, bullets in the head or they sniffing up dust (Die) Find it hard to keep shit quiet, been all on my mind that I can't die young (Die, no way) Fuck the 27 Club, 100 and up (Woo) I've made some classics, fam, shut the fuck up (Shh) Got some money to get, I'ma double it up I don't struggle to vent, I'm just talking abrupt (Yeah, yeah) This a lesson on beating the odds—call it luck I been seeking the level above all this stuff Now my ego is willing and crushing the bugs Had to calm myself down before giving it up (Yeah) Can't play Scar, he's too hype, better stay up with your head down, do right Turn my back, you're too a pool side, I ain't even gotta flex, nigga, I'm too nice (Okay) Used to cap hard in the booth fight, now a nigga living how he said he did a few times If we step through in the moonlight, all my niggas dripped in all-black DXXMLIFE (Move) Moving too fast, nigga, no one can stop me I did a backflip in all my Versace's (Yeah, yeah) I blueprint the come up and let niggas copy If they bite the hand, then the fans get a body, ah Still got no license for my new Ducati Pull off the plates, and I ride like I robbed it Got some new steel on my neck, it's Givenchy Even when I was broke, I was still cocky Tryna take my time, my nigga, I just wanna focus (Yeah) I keep thinking back to times, living messy, almost homeless I'm too stubborn for a handout—rather die before they notice Hide my soul and fake a smile; they'll never know the kid is broken (Move) It's a miracle I went the other way and got me loaded I won't share the promises I made to myself in the moment Bitch, I'm sorry if I snap—I'm not that proud of my emotions Some days it's so hard to smile, and other days I feel explosive (Blergh) [Outro] Shh (Shh) Haha, yeah