Halloween Lyrics

Back on that shit, they don't back off

Back on that shit, they don't back off

Back on that shit, they don't back off

Back on that shit, they don't back off

Got this woman on my dick, she ask all

These questions, she on me, don't back off

She pester, she want me to pass off

All my attention, she wack-job

You know what, she crazy

She look at me, dazing, if I wanted, she'd pay me

She say she ain't religious, but if God, she would praise me

None her tricks gon' phase me, she out here hoing

I could fuck me a hoe, but I'll never settle for less than a lady, bitch

So you wanna play me, bitch? You never could play me

The moon be a Waning, you text, you want me so badly

It's daily, but I'm not complaining

But you ain't companion, you ain't the real deal

You ain't too special, you fake it, just wake up

Man, I want a real meal

I'll fuck for few times, but I ain't gonna stick around

Ain't gonna whip around when you call me back

I can be a dick, you can call me that

Mono a mono, I can hit back

I could hit that if I wanted it

But she ain't clever, she bad, but she dumb with it

She bad, but she dumb with it

They all are, when it comes down to it

People fucking scheme, them snakes, what you mean?

Mean little trolls, little fiends, creeps

I walk on a street, what I see looking like Halloween

People be monsters, people be bad news

People be people, ain't nothing new about you

I know what you want when you hit me up

High as fuck's why you say you did, it's a front, what a bad bluff

What a sad crush, everytime we spoke you would blush

Kinda hush, right? It's sad when I break up a hookup's on everybody mind

I see in the real world everybody hides

All mask, all trash, all keeping it behind

Like Cloud covers Sun when you look up in the sky

No light, no shine, it gon' be it till we die

Imma burn a house down, go running for the Pine

Jab fast at man, leave a spike in his side

She a dike, but she mine

So it must be a lie

I will ground your jet, leave a line in the sky

It'll go down hard, it'll blow, it'll fly

Money made you a bitch, and it made you liar

If I gave 'em a light, they'd set me on fire

But they all do, when it comes down to it

Liars and spiders, scheming on wires

Pincers and eight legs, eating the Diers

They all do, it's like a dream

Or a nightmare, like a burnt black stream

And leaves die, fall from a tree

In a graveyard, life like Halloween