[Verse 1: CP97]
These hits of cannabis filling my system
[?] but I never listen
The b**hing is pointless
Mug on me [?] I'm taking your soul
Swallow it whole
[?]
f** you been told?
Still on my feet
Even if mentally I am deceased
Pain I unleash while the demons they creep
You cannot see them but I grit my teeth cause I know that they're out there
Smoking without care
Do to me wrong
Won't be round for long
Got to stay strong
Release my emotion when I hit the bong
sh**, I'm drifting
My mind is shifting
I'm losing my grip
I'm choosing to swish, blood on your lip
Finish the moat and I'm still equipped with the schitzo [?] about the material
Red eyes and dreaded, I look like I'm serial
Look through the [?]
Bust out my twelfther and hash for the [?] b**hes stop blocking on purpose
Don't need a gun cause I k** with my verses
Trying the curses and house boy, you're worthless
Uzi I purchased to make a lil extra
Need a few more so it takes to
Talking bout grace
Broke through her place
[?] is serious
b**h got the trace
Bit her leg off just in case I'm unlucky
I'm the OG, don't f** with the buckies
Guns in, roll out the duckies
[?]
[Hook x2: CP97]
Bring round the hatred
My own boys be sacred
Ain't about the fake sh**
[Verse 2: GHOSTEMANE]
p**y a** b**h, don't take no sh** from a fake mother f**er
No cash, no clips
Bust 'em in the face one time with the Oakwood bat b**h ain't coming back from this
Hide a body in the bottom of the can*l
Just can't keep on looking, nowhere to be found
Making it look like a suicide
Believe me, I rehearsed it about a thousand times
Sitting at the foot of my bed
I'm wondering why the f** God never listen to me
[?] sh** that I've gotten [?] me and me only
Still I never crack no grin
I'm never gonna be your friend
Till I'm up in the sky
High and I'm rotting and far from a civilization until the day I die
[Hook x2: GHOSTEMANE]
b**h, you got no sh** to sit and b**h about
Fake motherf**er take your handouts
Don't got no sh** to say?
You see me face to face
The Devil laughing at you as you say grace