
Classic Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
I'm singing something just to get this shit started up
I'm hydroplaning through the water, skating through the parking lot
Coughing out my lungs while I hold a dozen verses back
Bodies in the Cadillac, demons in my cul-de-sac
I'm hanging with some gangsters and a fever cause I'm running hot
Never cooling down unless they come and take my fucking heart
Living with no reason but to see the end of time
Slipping deep inside my Bible tryna find another rhyme
I'm divine the way I write my passage tryna pass the time
Dropping dimes in the water like I'm losing my mind
Done breaking my spine by giving y'all the time to shine
And once a week I'll let you know why this is rightfully mine
I'm smoking blunts to keep me up but I'll be up without em'
I'm causing havoc till I have it just a lesser problem
I'm still treading out the water
Who gone problem solve without the problem solver
My revolver holds six, I got one that's got my name it
I'm in the ocean heading for the bottom
I'm sinking deep into the unknown, praying they don't find me
Boy, I'm tryna get away, why can't I seem to get away
All this stress is building up and I can't take another day
See I'm blowing on the haze as my only escape
I roll the blunt and turn the page and get to writing away
A rhyme a day might keep the fake shit away
But you'll be there no matter what I say
My shit's a mystery, you history
And now you just a bunch of wannabes on a cold mic
Huddling up together, asking why you ain't sound right
Now you ain't bright enough to roll with us and the big guns
The Lordz of Brooklyn wrecking what you got and where you came from
Living by the Bible, boy, I sleep beside it
Hiding in the dark with triple sixes and a broken lighter
Singing in my Sunday suit, down to hell, looking clean
Like the rendezvous ain't really what it seems
I'm stuck in limbo with some angels and they missing the wings
I got some demons and they horns have been ripped out of they head
I wonder what I gotta do to finally be dead
I need my tulip flower bed and a chest full of lead
I'm full of pain but I feel none, walking with my hoodie on
Treading through the water cause I'm losin' my mind, wait