Scott Supreme - 6IX lyrics

Ive got sick thoughts going through my mind Everyday i gotta tell myself to grind Im just tryna get myself signed But everybody want to decline Ain't got nobody by my side Its just me so I'm living life Opps on my case so ive got my knife I know it ain't nice to take a life But if they had the chance there take mine On this block there ain't no lifelines Making money off weed and a white line Dressed in all black when it grind time Your girls at my premier inn when its night time My boys going in with this knife crime Double F b**h this is our time Love us or hate us like marmite b**h my dick like a car ride I can take you far right But i ain't moving with the far right You can ask bob my star bright You can ask your girl she my type b**h i can cop it any price Been living off them beans and rice But now in days its takeaway every night