Chill with the Dead Lyrics

I woke up feeling like,

Shit, I'm really that kid

They all watchin' close, thinkin' damn, he might win

I've been on a binge

I've been sharpenin' my pen

Just tryin' to live

But that's hard with a target on my head

That ain't a problem though, it ain't ever been

I've seen a lot of ghosts, I chill with the dead

I even heard some in my head

They told me to write what I just said, yeah

What do I do now? Go outside, take a drive for a few miles

I heard it's nice, its a vibe, so I'm down

I want a pound

Weigh it out when I'm around

I'm on my own, I'm on my

I'm on my own, I'm on my

I'm on my own, I'm on my

I'm on my, I'm on my own

DOLO,

There ain't a place that I won't go

I ain't the type to have one hoe,

Like three or four, but no more

I've seen it before, so go home, like, so long

If you creep in the door, it don't close

Wait, whoa, whoa...

I'm fiendin' for more, like, oh, no

I'm leadin' the horse like Polo

I see why they poor, like Jojo

They don't got the drive or the promo

They don't got it like me, yeah

They don't got it like me, yeah

I woke up feeling like,

Shit, I'm really that kid

They all watchin' close, thinkin' damn, he might win

I've been on a binge

I've been sharpenin' my pen

Just tryin' to live

But that's hard with a target on my head

That ain't a problem though, it ain't ever been

I've seen a lot of ghosts, I chill with the dead

I even heard some in my head

They told me to write what I just said, yeah

I chill with the dead

I chill with the dead

I chill with the dead, yeah