Letras
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Heart in the back of my head keeps spinning
Hopping out cars, ain't leaving no witness
The first nigga we catch getting left in the trenches
I'm running around trying to go catch me a fitness
No stops, Glocks, buttons, I'm with it
Fuck the clout or fame, I just wanna get richer
Ebony got wheel off back, he different
Fiending for blood, think I'm in love with the spilling
Lost my MAC 'cause I'm still killing
Got a pink, got a kilo boy, we killing
Let me show you how to drill this shit so simple
Better tuck yourself up, ain't no fence too brilliant
62 Drac', get his ass in his temple
I did what I did, little nigga, you ain't doing
Little dumbass got hit in his face too
Mask down, lows, I'm trying to say "boo"
Who playing God, got their ass faced too?
F-f-fat too hot, he keep trying to shoot
Youngest turned to the trenches, little boy, who you?
Put them out the car, who trying to shoot?
This nigga right down and he re-shoot
McDonald's been closed, boy, ain't nothing new
When you see my face, don't run, just shoot
Still free Jeff Mo, boy, ain't nothing new
Fuck all those opps, they always getting dropped
Soft nigga can't trap on their block
These nigga be mad I'm lit
Back with the switches, Jeff got chopped
Can't get this dick, bitch, been in my cockpit
Bloodhound Big Gang, 79th be the block
My bitch a ten, I ain't come from no thot
Sent the ten through Zelle, I don't got to go shop
Go, go, go
10K through Zelle, that shit ain't nothing
Two out of eight, I ain't use no button
Long live Jeff, we had the TK running
Long live Jeff, we had the Loski running
Long live Jeff, we had the J-Dog running