Letras
Days bleed into nights in the morning
So stay sleep, kiss of death kept me yawning
Clay cheeks reconstruct me when i'm crying
Don't mind him over there he just dying
You ain't gon' see me in the morning
Perry done ran out of the forrest
Hopefully the music been electrical
The trees long for me, I long for the trees
This how it's gotta be
OZs and popping the beans, soda filled with green
Cold feet, It's over for we
Excuse my fucking french but fuck your feelings and all that you see
All you ever heard
Every word that grace your lips based in shit
They vaporing spliffs
Pray for you to play me now i'm facing an eighth and a fifth
Shoulder been piled with chips, get older as time do it's thing
Rhyming as candles get lit, what ya'll celebrating bitch?
Fuck they really gon' say when you make it big?
Know ya'll wasn't with me rapping in the fucking crib
Everybody talk hot shit should brush your jibs, cause it smell like shit
Hopefully the music been electrical
If this happened to be the last 16 I ever wrote
And I accidentally choke on some narcotics over the recommended dose
Just know every breath he ever spit was not a fallacy among the raps that left his dome
Hopefully the music been electrical