[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