Youth Is Dead - Writing On the Wall lyrics

[Verse: Bodega Bamz] I smoke a doobie with a motherf**ing cutie They calling me the OG, you motherf**ers knew me My life is like a movie, f**ing b**hes with the Judy booty Home improvement, I'm Tim Taylor with the toolie Iffy, we used to k** the rugby game Letting go of pieces worth more than your motherf**in' name I caught it on a tap line, had to bring the Feds in ‘Cause I paid off 5-0 with the brethren Stop your bloodclot cryin' All dogs go to Heaven, everybody dyin' East side veteran, add then I divide Every slab just to multiply every single Benjamin Tanboy president, Spanish Harlem resident William H, Bonnie, young guns regulate Buffalo Bill, Tobe Hooper, Leatherface Iffy call the Dalai Lama ‘cause I need to meditate I don't talk much so I paint just to demonstrate Spitting out champagne, every day we celebrate Celebrate, celebrate Spitting out champagne, every day we celebrate [Hook: Youth Is Dead] Writing on the wall I'm paintin' what I'm sayin' The Lord's knocking on my door I ain't gon' waste my time no more ‘Cause I've been waiting and I see now Satan tryna take me down Writing on the wall