Letras
Steppin' outta coffins I ain't dead
Man I'm really walkin' through these walls damn
Silence really following my steps
Find me when you lift another stone yea
I just wanna pack another bag
Show them I ain't done with making more racks
My life is on the line with every track
And they still gon' treat me like a ghost (yeah)
Walk to the drop like you know I'mma risk it
Grew up on the block never fucked with the rich kids,
Running from the cops I'm a misfit
Couldn't find me in the smoke yeah I'm lifted
Spittin ill flows I'm addicted
Never talk low on my bros we don't bitch bitch
Yeah I move weight like I'm Slick Rick
Skinny with a big dick washing off lipstick ooh
Nah I'm just playing myself
But I'm tryna get paid while I stay in myself,
And I stay in these hoes I hit it from the back
Make that pussy flip how I'm flippin' flows
I'm just tryna let 'em know
Co Lee coming for ya neck
Even if I'm screaming on the track
They still gon treat me like a ghost
Steppin' outta coffins I ain't dead
Man I'm really walkin' through these walls damn
Silence really following my steps
Find me when you lift another stone yea
I just wanna pack another bag
Show them I ain't done with making more racks
My life is on the line with every track
And they still gon' treat me like a ghost (yeah)
10 for the dose
10 minutes on dope
It makes sense
One to the four
Smoke for them all
It takes man
One for them all,
Cause we ain't fucking around with shady guys
All for that one,
Cause my Gs smoking dope and staying high
Closing all cases with the fact that they are all masterminds
Mashing this beat with a bassline that fucks your face tonight
Look me in the eyes
Can you see me through all those lens?
No feelings, I got no stress
I've been waiting for this, no cap
Been dreaming about this taste
Been leaning on it so desperately
Waiting for rappers testing me
Tears in my heart is actually
Make me doin' this rappin' shit
Half of the scene is texting me
Hatin on this mad industry...
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got no less than the best times
I got a new Mac from BestByte
New car, new gem - it ain't test drive
Good luck, bad hoes - it's a fast life
Hard drugs go on like it's tour life
No-go zone, slo baby pass by...
(Baby pass by...)
(Okay)
Steppin' outta coffins I ain't dead
Man I'm really walkin' through these walls damn
Silence really following my steps
Find me when you lift another stone yea
I just wanna pack another bag
Show them I ain't done with making more racks
My life is on the line with every track
And they still gon' treat me like a ghost (yeah)