Land In Hell

I'm on what I 'pose to be on

Know what I'm sayin'? I'm steppin' how I 'pose to step

Right over left, I send mine to Haiti

The Land in Hell

I ain't gotta sell my soul, I was already a zombie when they found me

Know what I'm sayin'?

I'm on my game for real, I'm right over left

I don't want no sleeping pills, I'm up tryna catch

What the fuck you mean I'm on this meth? I stretch something

I was at baby house, eighteen with a TEC on me

I was selling cookies, seventeen with a check on me

I hit the bookie, told Bruce he should bet on me

Why me and Letlet never made It official

Why would I let a **** carry my pistol?

I'm with the Z's, I put a **** on a zip list

He push my button one more time, I'ma zip him

Everybody lefted me, but you in the middle

Sometimes I get to thinkin' God left me wit' him

I think he neglected me, but sometimes I hear him

I can hear him telling me, "Jacoby my real one"

I get to geeking like it's 'bout to be chow time

I told the snipers pull up on me at mama's house

You get it done, they say, "But you don't go do it"

It's all the same, but stop tryna play like you do it

If you in the game, you tryna shoot past Boosie

And Bobo said, "Kodak, I think you can do it"

What's all this dissin' 'bout? Thought you was a dog of mine

I breaking in the house, I'm cuttin' off the power line

Hey, throw that cigarette away, you look stupid

We was in the Range, I taught you how to smoke tunechi

I'm on some new shit in life, you ain't included

You wish to be like me, you really a groupie

The heartless felon says it's freezing in Cleveland

They count on me to do this stepping strategically

And for Allah, I get in zombie position

All of the drama has been clouding my vision

Me and the squad been goin' through a division

And shall I make it right 'fore it's Christmas, uh

Say I pray, always got a plan for me different

You can die around my way tryna link with these bitches

And nothing I hate more than hoes tryna be ****

These hoes my way gon' get more high than these ****

Lord knows I ain't got no business on these jiggas

In my past life, I think Sosa my family member

I'm tryna fall back in love with Percs and promethazine

I don't know why I smoke a lot of methamphetamine

Listen to what they don't say

Bitch, fuck what you telling me?

Gotta get rich so my big cousin Jay Dirty can stop selling clean

Hollywood ain't for a ****

Rather go live in the polka bean

Fuck **** gone make me kill him

Rock that boy in his rolly jean

Goofy **** rocking ones tonight

Poor ass ho, we already know it's sheen

Why would I let you hold my pipe?

How you gon' know when I know to squeeze?

Only scene rocking solider reeves

Dropping dick in her ovaries

Only time I'm left over right

When I'm taking pictures and I throw the Z