Halloween ft. Tiny Boost Lyrics

I know, I know

I know, I know

I know, I know

I know, I know

I told her call me Ski, my patience thinner than ice

Even though I breathe, I still ain't feeling alive

Burying my mum it brought some tears to my eyes

Didn't know what to do I'm not a nigga to cry

I'm the type of guy that gotta look through the peephole

Feds knew what I knew they probably never let me go

I know I know you look down on me though

My lifestyle's scary like halloween-o

Flipping got me feeling hella tired,

Running low on iron,

Cross me then I line em'

Just the way I'm wired

Asked her what her sign is

She a Gemini chick

Thought that she a Leo

Cause she always lying

Poverty residing

Make it out I'm trying

Tryna stack my p's up

Tryna multiply it

Quiet like the petrol station at night

I'm keeping my distance, that G was my right hand

Can't go back to zero

Don't try be a hero

White tee to a red one

Come like Casemiro,

Trainers from Italia now they thinking I'm Pirlo

Smoking on that cali bud now I look Takehiro

No one in my calibre,

None of these niggas man enough

Clean it up like a janitor

I've been a G since Ranelagh

Touch down from T and I ain't talking bout no Canada,

Money or I'm hanging up,

I lost it all then ran it up

I told her call me Ski, my patience thinner than ice

Even though I breathe, I still ain't feeling alive

Burying my mum it brought some tears to my eyes

Didn't know what to do I'm not a nigga to cry

I'm the type of guy that gotta look through the peephole

Feds knew what I knew they probably never let me go

I know I know you look down on me though

My lifestyle's scary like halloween-o

Mask up like It's Halloween

All this blood in my eyes don't know how I see

Before I came home I knew I already had the streets

No dates on a get back but we gon' get em' and that's a guarantee

First time the gun jammed I went and had it cleaned

I know a man that couldn't get no pussy OT

He was smashing fiends

South side of London

But he slanging packs way out in Aberdeen

Or was it Glasgow

Burying my granny turned my heart stone

You ain't a rider then you can't roll

You ain't put in on this pack then you can't smoke

Jump out gang tell the driver drive the car slow

Turn the fire on and leave my clothes charcoal

Jakes tryna find a trace, I know but they can't though

They don't understand so they looking down on me

Money on the street, niggas tell me that they proud of me

Told her call me Ski, my patience thinner than ice

Even though I breathe, I still ain't feeling alive

Burying my mum it brought some tears to my eyes

Didn't know what to do I'm not a nigga to cry

I'm the type of guy that gotta look through the peephole

Feds knew what I knew they probably never let me go

I know I know you look down on me though

My lifestyle's scary like halloween-o