Yo what's the profile? Live like a low-life to get this cake
This shits so wild, she wanna go down see how it tastes
I got no time, I'm rapping my ass off to get away
I need a show now or its back to F sending out 20k
Police at the door I wish it wasn't for me
Even my hoyoo knows the code - don't ever speak to police
I wish my lord forgives me every time I'm pouring a litre
My mouth get dry I take a sip of this lean
They take your kindness for weakness, you can't kill niggas with kindness
Got a double barrel shotgun best believe you shit your diapers
Its family over everything my team is full of snipers
They gave Marlo twenty five I can't believe that he's a lifer
Designer junkies rock the stage like Billie Eilish
Amiri jeans got paint on me like I was childish
All these section 60 stops inside my cuz of violence
I sacrificed my teens for this designer
Are we living or surviving? Went not guilty for the trial
One hand on the bible - even tho he lying
Second time he's on the stand, court room filling up with silence
Guilty was the verdict now his family in denial
Yo what's the profile? Live like a low-life to get this cake
This shits so wild, she wanna go down see how it tastes
I got no time, I'm rapping my ass off to get away
I need a show now or its back to F sending out 20k
They let Ghost out (ooh ooh), Its back to getting paid
Smoke a whole pound (mm mm), package on the way
Tell her slow down (mm mm), put her in her place
Only factory setting diamonds on the face
I was stuck in the darkness without a light
I was young and so heartless but I survived
My heads stuck where the stars at, whenever I drive
Got a cup in the arm rest with a bad bitch by my side
I put money 'fore my health, Used to have a lot of people
Now I'm mostly by myself, And surrounded by this evil
Money, pussy, power, scales, And I'm weighing up some Zeethos
Only smoking off the shelf, I'm rotating with my demons
Heard these bullets burn like hell, get hit with fire when I see them
I ain't closing any doors, the back is open for a reason
If I go all out attack with you I'll tire out your defence
Broski got the golden boot he's scoring every season
Life was really hard it didn't go how I expected
We shooting videos and keep a clip that comes extended
You'll go viral if you try me this glock 19 is influential
Bullets spread like influenza
Yo what's the profile? Live like a low-life to get this cake
This shits so wild, she wanna go down see how it tastes
I got no time, I'm rapping my ass off to get away
I need a show now or its back to F sending out 20k
They let Ghost out (ooh ooh), Its back to getting paid
Smoke a whole pound (mm mm), package on the way
Tell her slow down (mm mm), put her in her place
Only factory setting diamonds on the face
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Yo what's the profile? Live like a low-life to get this cake
This shits so wild, she wanna go down see how it tastes
I got no time, I'm rapping my ass off to get away
I need a show now or its back to F sending out 20k
Police at the door I wish it wasn't for me
Even my hoyoo knows the code - don't ever speak to police
I wish my lord forgives me every time I'm pouring a litre
My mouth get dry I take a sip of this lean
They take your kindness for weakness, you can't kill niggas with kindness
Got a double barrel shotgun best believe you shit your diapers
Its family over everything my team is full of snipers
They gave Marlo twenty five I can't believe that he's a lifer
Designer junkies rock the stage like Billie Eilish
Amiri jeans got paint on me like I was childish
All these section 60 stops inside my cuz of violence
I sacrificed my teens for this designer
Are we living or surviving? Went not guilty for the trial
One hand on the bible - even tho he lying
Second time he's on the stand, court room filling up with silence
Guilty was the verdict now his family in denial
Yo what's the profile? Live like a low-life to get this cake
This shits so wild, she wanna go down see how it tastes
I got no time, I'm rapping my ass off to get away
I need a show now or its back to F sending out 20k
They let Ghost out (ooh ooh), Its back to getting paid
Smoke a whole pound (mm mm), package on the way
Tell her slow down (mm mm), put her in her place
Only factory setting diamonds on the face
I was stuck in the darkness without a light
I was young and so heartless but I survived
My heads stuck where the stars at, whenever I drive
Got a cup in the arm rest with a bad bitch by my side
I put money 'fore my health, Used to have a lot of people
Now I'm mostly by myself, And surrounded by this evil
Money, pussy, power, scales, And I'm weighing up some Zeethos
Only smoking off the shelf, I'm rotating with my demons
Heard these bullets burn like hell, get hit with fire when I see them
I ain't closing any doors, the back is open for a reason
If I go all out attack with you I'll tire out your defence
Broski got the golden boot he's scoring every season
Life was really hard it didn't go how I expected
We shooting videos and keep a clip that comes extended
You'll go viral if you try me this glock 19 is influential
Bullets spread like influenza
Yo what's the profile? Live like a low-life to get this cake
This shits so wild, she wanna go down see how it tastes
I got no time, I'm rapping my ass off to get away
I need a show now or its back to F sending out 20k
They let Ghost out (ooh ooh), Its back to getting paid
Smoke a whole pound (mm mm), package on the way
Tell her slow down (mm mm), put her in her place
Only factory setting diamonds on the face
This shits so wild, she wanna go down see how it tastes
I got no time, I'm rapping my ass off to get away
I need a show now or its back to F sending out 20k
Police at the door I wish it wasn't for me
Even my hoyoo knows the code - don't ever speak to police
I wish my lord forgives me every time I'm pouring a litre
My mouth get dry I take a sip of this lean
They take your kindness for weakness, you can't kill niggas with kindness
Got a double barrel shotgun best believe you shit your diapers
Its family over everything my team is full of snipers
They gave Marlo twenty five I can't believe that he's a lifer
Designer junkies rock the stage like Billie Eilish
Amiri jeans got paint on me like I was childish
All these section 60 stops inside my cuz of violence
I sacrificed my teens for this designer
Are we living or surviving? Went not guilty for the trial
One hand on the bible - even tho he lying
Second time he's on the stand, court room filling up with silence
Guilty was the verdict now his family in denial
Yo what's the profile? Live like a low-life to get this cake
This shits so wild, she wanna go down see how it tastes
I got no time, I'm rapping my ass off to get away
I need a show now or its back to F sending out 20k
They let Ghost out (ooh ooh), Its back to getting paid
Smoke a whole pound (mm mm), package on the way
Tell her slow down (mm mm), put her in her place
Only factory setting diamonds on the face
I was stuck in the darkness without a light
I was young and so heartless but I survived
My heads stuck where the stars at, whenever I drive
Got a cup in the arm rest with a bad bitch by my side
I put money 'fore my health, Used to have a lot of people
Now I'm mostly by myself, And surrounded by this evil
Money, pussy, power, scales, And I'm weighing up some Zeethos
Only smoking off the shelf, I'm rotating with my demons
Heard these bullets burn like hell, get hit with fire when I see them
I ain't closing any doors, the back is open for a reason
If I go all out attack with you I'll tire out your defence
Broski got the golden boot he's scoring every season
Life was really hard it didn't go how I expected
We shooting videos and keep a clip that comes extended
You'll go viral if you try me this glock 19 is influential
Bullets spread like influenza
Yo what's the profile? Live like a low-life to get this cake
This shits so wild, she wanna go down see how it tastes
I got no time, I'm rapping my ass off to get away
I need a show now or its back to F sending out 20k
They let Ghost out (ooh ooh), Its back to getting paid
Smoke a whole pound (mm mm), package on the way
Tell her slow down (mm mm), put her in her place
Only factory setting diamonds on the face
Writer: Mohamed Dahir, King Wizard, Sean Murdz
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Performed By: wewantwraiths
Language: English
Length: 2:53
Written by: Mohamed Dahir, King Wizard, Sean Murdz