Grave or a Cell

Hmm. Hmm. Hmm

Look, my mama had told me that I be a star

She probably talking about the court but I'm talking about spinnin', and jump out of cars

My cousin, my brother, my daddy had did it, I look at their life from afar

If I ain't have Chayvi or Ky, then I'd probably be dead or be stuck in them walls

I'd rather be there than be stuck in my sin, I promised the Lord I won't go back again

Drake type beat, this family matters, I pray every day that he's saving my kin

Demon on go then I'm straight out his chin, straight off the dome, I don't need me a pen

Know I been gone from his word too long, my grace all gone, and I'm out of my skin

Flesh on the come up, I got straight on a fast, what up

Nah, matter of fact, buddy get cut up

Shut up, ha, really, I'm spanking him, I slime him out in a suit with my handkerchief

Pull up in a ghost with a ghost, know, I'm staying lit

I got a giddy but still don't come play with it, nope, nah

It ain't a AK but know it's a drac

I'm using it daily, I'm trying to be great

I'm killing my sin, only thing that I hate

I'm moving on timing I'll never be late, uh

Look through the peephole, I leave the crib and I look out for Sheol

Ball out for Christ I'm a Wilson Evo

Flesh get smoked from the jump, pre-roll

Ha, my mama had told me that I'd be a star

She probably talking about the court, but I'm talking about spinning and

Jump out of cars, my brother, my daddy, my cousin had did it

I look at their life from afar

If I ain't have Chayvi or Ky, then I'd probably be dead or be stuck in the walls