Pre-verse no rehearsal, sorry that they merked you
And ooh Sade you ain't see another day
Cause mishaps and backstabs ain't deserve it
Just the way of our world we had to learn quick
Nihilistic, in your ears just listen
Want the world, you gon have to take it from me
Seen friends die, my heart aches with em, hard way no way bet ima get it
Far from relaxing, we active plotting on the back end'
Tragic young brothers praying for magic
Right or left, either way I feel stuck'
Glued to my bed, not dead yet, get up
Maybe my words can open locked doors, and if they don't at least I tried' right?
Black ski mask to hide how he feel'
He so sad, but try to keep it real'
Cut em off and he still ain't heal, so much for pills or a record deal
Out the way yo, out the way yo' brody just found his gun
Type gotta follow flows' yo quick to blow, so grab your bags and run
Out the way yo, out way yo, brody just found his gun
Yo
Dropped a gram of work in a junkies hands
Right before he left, hit that junkie dance
Damn, he'll be back the by the end of the night yo
Single file line, y'all don't gotta fight bro
From, trenchy rats to foreign whores
Leave gauze on his face like Ace
Kind of nigga you can't replace
EDD, now he dodging that case
Only made 10 bands, now he facing 20
So stressed for money
Ain't learn how to write so his statement funny, StockX so he running and gunning
All these sins better be for something
Long nose 790' like we hunting, pulled the cat from the hat
Said "yo you far from nothing"
Oh god cannot lack, I won't die for a stack
Took his bitch but his chain first
Can't change for nothing
Out the way yo, out the way yo' brody just found his gun
Type that gotta follow flows, yo quick to blow
So grab your bags and run
Out the way yo, out the way yo' bro just found his gun
Type that gotta follow flows, yo quick to blow
So grab your bags and run
Out the way yo, out the way yo' bro just found his gun
Type that gotta follow flows, yo quick to blow
So grab your bags and run