Biblical Lyrics

SONONE

Bay Ridge, Slay Ridge, you know I been about it

Wilding off a dutchie, boy I'm high there ain't no way around it

I've been puffing blunts, doubling cups running from what I've been ducking

Tool shed shorty with a weapon in my coffin

I got problems like I'm ABG in 2016

Hydrocodone in my cup and I ain't never been a fiend

I seen friends turn to foe, exwifes on parole

I got demons in my corner and they telling me to roll

I shrug you off on my shoulders moon rocks looking like boulders

I've been smoking some prolific Picking buds from out the orchard

I got diamonds in my dreams black ash in my lungs

I'm in the city with about a hundred fifty fucking bucks

Bitch, I'm broke from this Mary Jane

Smoking every day I wake

And hope to fuckin' die today I think I might just rest my case

Lay me down to rest in my LOB vest

The social clubs where I reside if you ain't know where I'm at

I got some brothers, I got uncles Got my father and my cousins in the building

No concealing bitch we wave it around

A bloody Louisville bat putting Brooklyn on the map

Verrazano Boys rule as I'm running my laps

I get to rapping and you relapse, what's the matter with that?

You missing all that weak shit since I just came back?

It's time to turn a new leaf, fill it with bud and get up

I paint my name to let you know that I been proud of my guns

It's SONONE I'm on one turnt up on the block

The one son with no soul going back on home

To Bay Ridge Slay Ridge, I might just write me a psalm

It's something biblical the way these rhymes are burnin' my tongue

"Who are you?"

"I am Death."

"Are you coming for me?"

"I've already walked by your side for quite some time."

"I know."

"Are you ready?"

"My body is ready, but I'm not."

"Wait a second!"