Dark Pit Sardines

Yeah

Wake up on a bright cold day

Sunday afternoon

Terrorize north, I'm a rap typhoon

Money on my mind

Get my cash going boom

Fist fight demons I'm a spirehto goon

I was sitting outside with the south side fiends

Talking bout the G and the -reen that's green

Packing up straps like can sardines

Pull up on your if block if we smelling sardines

That's fishy, **** these days straight bitches

**** these days share bars

Like they in the same prison

Straight up AE you can label me ambitious

Quick to smoke a **** for no reason

Wait, hold up, pause, caution

I am not a **** man I'm feeling like a martian

Lyrical genius confirmed

If it's rapping I'm finna lay a **** in a coffin

I'm all in

Dealt with addiction, fell for the sick bitch

I was in a dark pit, now I'm seeking sunlight

Lonely nights, had the moonlight

Dancing in my eyes, I told some lies

I'm paying the price, I roll with my guys

We take that risk, we'll roll that dice

(I roll with my guys, we take that risk)

(We'll roll that dice I roll with my guys)