Lyrics

This the day for the evil beings Halloween Find me spotted up in four towns Aberdeen Split ya spleen I'm fucked up left the scene obscene I'm in between your nightmares this torture unforeseen The crime did with a purge mask American dream Emancipated these holidays they kinda dated Boy quit with the tough talk It's fabricated Rest assured I'm the real light you illuminated Plug start with brick talk I'm stimulated Ghana boy with the limp walk we ain't related Used to be where them saka boys was allocated Double C's we swiped trips and negotiated What you know about money deals and operations What u know about country meals in sleek locations New generations - social media fascists, few delegations - academia clashes I'm on fire you can't out this glow Custom made with the timbs on the color of snow Never follow trends I maintain the status quo Clever fellow the words feign a real life yobbo Imma do this shit ma way - Frank Sinatra My white boy feeling edgy - Jeffrey Dahmer Gangster bitch the mask on she kick Sonya The story views don't match the likes I see you vultures Uh relapsed with the bars Bootstrap and applause boxcars in the palms Weed jars and rapport, dance floor with the broads furthermore I adore the 4 4 for the cause Vigor set for the war Uh ma conscience protecting me Shenanigans their handshakes don't match the energy Make believe the mindset of a goon from Sicily Big money charts don't mean its quality Face tats rappers you gon fade so sparingly The game need spitters with righteous delivery They lack creativity why they ad lip excessively And no you can't have my auxiliary your tracks boring me Hell with your luxuries cos you not as real as me Chi chi ass niggas it's time to halt your trickery Ma name ring bells in ya head I told you that already Bar quotes 4 the rest is history
Writer(s): Daniel Barnor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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