DEADMEN TELL NO TALES Lyrics

Look,uh

I'm doing it cause mama said it do or Die

I was driving through my city high it Ain't even safe at night

Plus I'm drunk , drinking liquor ain't My thing do what I want

Do what I want uh

I can't get enough don't get my needs i get wants how I want uh

She in my sheets,fuck her however I Want uh

I got some streams from my friends And my neighbours cause

They the ones who's close to me

Never beg nobody bag a body and Then bury it deep

I sold you that now I just want the Receipt

You don't have it then give it back

Break your bones in two pieces and Then I go make a track

I leave a blood trail so they trace me So you know me well

Run away from all your set backs

Protect your peace bro that's mad Facts

And that's on me

Pull everywhere I never needed no ID

So you know I'm prepared for all Your heat

Never needed no shout cause I'm all Ill

I be going in raw cause I'm so real

Never play with nobody cause I'm all Ill.

No I'm all me

You wanna go to war with a prophet

You better channel God cause the Devil ain't enough,out chasing skirts

But that shit will sink you in

Quicker then quick sand

Where we from n**as don't even

Need to know your shit

Just to fuck with you

leave your pockets full of holes

Ma outi ba mora mesoba

I can't be black and white and expect to Be called an artist

Shawty threw me the canvas

So I laid it down with each stroke of The brush

When I came in I said hush

It's easy playing the devil

When you trying to convince Yourself

You ain't made in the image of God

Caught in between

Like a rock in a hard place

I treat you like the bottom feeder That you are

N**as are sponges

Always soak up your energy

When she got a bikini on

All she wanna do is take it to the Bottom

Trust me my bitch ain't no square

N**as cap alot their nose longer then Pinocchio's

I've been on the low

Head on the ground like a Bloodhound

Nose filled with powder

Cause I've been obsessed with Making these credit cards on the Table fill with Os

I'm packing with clips magazine fully Loaded

Every page you see me in was taken With a microscope lens cause I pose A threat

I smoke a jet before I step in the Booth

Cause I rather be blunt with my Delivery

Tombstones get delivered at your Door

Cause this verses just bought you a Casket

Concentrate enough you might get To my level

Never needed no shout cause I'm all Ill

I be going in raw cause I'm so real

Never play with nobody cause I'm all Ill.

No I'm all me