Текст песни
I got a cold floor and a pillow with dark corners
Looking through the glass see Niggas with dark bombers
BANG
Bet he wishin he had it on em
Shots rickashay he reaching like it is on em
BANG
It doesn't matter because it's over
Shakin down for all that he got it doesn't matter cuz he's
DEAD
I didn't know it but shits trauma
Scared to go outside I'm wishin I got armor
Cold floor and a pillow with dark corners
Looking through the glass see Niggas with dark bombers
BANG
Bet he wishin he had it on em
Shots rickashay he reaching like it is on em
BANG
It doesn't matter because it's over
Shakin down for all that he got it doesn't matter cuz he's
DEAD
I didn't know it but shits trauma
Scared to go outside I'm wishin I got armor
Fell from the hills and mom's kisses
Straight to a ghetto of cold and ashy niggas
Super 5 taking a drive motel 6's
Living wit a nigga who's broke and hits bitches
Passed down kicks for the kid but it was cool though
Pants hanging had to hold it up with a shoe string
Used to dream big in them shoes I couldn't move though
Fiends lined block jumping like it's a hoop dream
Cold floor and a pillow with dark corners
Looking through the glass see Niggas with dark bombers
BANG
Bet that he wishin he had it on em
Shots rickashay he reaching like it is on em
BANG
It doesn't matter because it's over
Shakin down for all that he got it doesn't matter cuz he's
DEAD
I didn't know it but shits trauma
Scared to go outside I'm wishin I got armor
Cold floor and a pillow with dark corners
Looking through the glass see Niggas with dark bombers
BANG
Bet that he wishin he had it on em
Shots rickashay he reaching like it is on em
BANG
It doesn't matter because it's over