Lyrics

Making motion pictures off the scriptures Dump a cup of liqour this for all my hittas If I see you let you know I'm fucking with ya Throw a little something extra in swisher Talk way to much I need peace and quiet Couldn't give enough so I lay in silence Stuck up in my room might roll up in here Give my right nut before I shed a tear Over you Over what it was That's just what it is That's just what it is Know I might see death before my eyes Shouts out to the demons laying on my side We gone celebrate gonna inebriate Never really learned how to pump the breaks So it's 90 on the interstate Till we crashing all up into heaven's gates I'm a bastard on the run Respect the truth or gimme funds I haven't felt my soul in months If life's a joke then I'm the pun Since the beginning I've been living Counting days till I cannot The world's a game of keys and locks But if lose I still got ten toes down I don't understand Happened to the plan Locked with a pen Boy is not a man Shit fell apart Living in the dark Tryna see the spark Give the girl my heart But love isn't free It ain't what it seem I'm in quarantine You know what I mean Welcome to the team Welcome to the dream Love to all my fans and enemies Like what you mean I dot my i's and cross my t's I'm running blocks With tomahawks 'Cause I give lessons on the spot I ain't got clothes But I got diamonds I ain't got hoes But I got rhymes I got no time for second chances God that rocks the mask it's LORD V
Writer(s): Luis Fermin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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