Off the Porch

I'm a stones throw away from the best shit you ever seen
My checks was never clean
My nest was evergreen
Homie tried to flex, they blew his vest to smithereens
Hopped inside the lexus, pedals get pressed, then never seen
They might take your breathe, dont rest, you better speed
Cause death will never leave
Infected in our genes
It's a fucked up scene, connected to the G's
Way colder than it seems, you step and then you freeze
Your life is just a fee, and they invest to impress
A 45 at your neck where suggestions are kept
You falling down to your knees they collecting the checks
Ain't no pillow when I slept, I was caressing my tec
Yeah The codeine on my left, help me to de compress
I fill my chest when I'm stressed then I stepped on they necks
Wonder who gon be next with they heads on a stretcher
When those obituaries saying they all dead it's correct

From the
From the very second I left
I started seeking out my death when I crept from the steps
Cigarette on my breathe as I went through the depths
Just dead bodies and drug zombies I bet that I'm next

From the
From the very second I left
I always had to over step just to get some respect
Cigarette on my breathe as I went through the depths
I know that life is a test but the devils a theft

I want the world in my hands
I need glamour and glitter
I need some ass on my pants, I can tap when I'm with her
A family man Making plans , steakhouse full of dinner
From laying down with a trigger , To lakehouse by the river
God won't make me a winner, cause I grew up as a sinner
Selling drugs, killing livers, always got it delivered
Pouring cups of the liquor watching everything wither
Im painting rhythms so exquisite while ingesting a mixture
My regrets growing bigger, soon as the sun getting dimmer
Always out late filling up my chest with a swisher
Smoke will never get thinner, I got neglected through winter
The drugs heat me from the blizzard , im just letting em simmer
From a place where the the fakes tend to float in the river
The only thing that you considers getting credit on twitter,
I'm bitter

Yeah I really am
I tried to tell them boys that but they dont understand

From the
From the very second I left
I started seeking out my death when I crept from the steps
Cigarettes on my breathe as I went through the depths
Just dead bodies and drug zombies I bet that im next

From the
From the very second I left
I Never ever over slept, got no rest for the checks
Cigarettes on my breathe as I went through the depths
Now get the heck off my neck I bread to collect

Tried to tell em
Tried to tell em
Tried to tell em
But they don't understand
But they don't understand

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