BLACK LUNGS Lyrics

Took a minute, chokin' on my pride Heard they talkin' shit, but I'm not surprised

Cause the love don't come till you not alive

Said they don't fuckin' care till you fuckin die

I'm movin' slow, feels like I'm on ketamine

I don't really trip, I let God handle my enemies

I feel it in my bones, they talkin' through my pedigree

Trap it

My money goes quick if I'm honest Baby, I gotta know, what do you ponder

Steady bein' Cosmo, I just killed Wanda

Can my mind wander

You could put the bottle down, but still have jaundice

Chew on me, baby, it ain't two on me And if there was, I'd skin the other guy until he's true and clean

Baby, know you'd die for me, but would you bleed

Pickin' up a chop now

I was in my head, but I'm outside of my box now

Drum mag bigger than the fuckin' glock now

Done thinkin' with my cock, steady thinkin with my chop now

Petty fiends tryna take from me cause I got plenty beans

Fine, guess I'm good with bein

Uh, uh

The enemy

My money goes quick if I'm honest

What do you ponder?

Can my mind wonder?