VALLEY OF DEATH ft. Yung Brando Lyrics

Yeah Yeah

Yeah Yeah, Yeah Yeah

Uh

Uh, Uh

Hol' up, Uh, Huh, I had some blood in my spit

Woah

Hol' up, Uh, Yeah

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

Huh, Yeah

I had some blood in my spit

Damn I done fell out of love wit' my bitch

Niggas be talkin' ain' talkin' bout' shit

Ain' have no options just gotta' get rich

Bro whip da' pots ina' kitchen wit' wrist

We hit dat' lick we ain' worried bout' it

I go to sleep wit' my hand on my blick

Bro caught a case and dismantled da' stick

Uh, Huh

Uh, Huh

He think he lit but to me he a lick

I take dese drugs so my bitch think im sick

I had threw up shawty say I'm toxic

I know dese niggas be pocket watchin

I had a dream I was ina' coffin

Smokin dis gas so I'm steady coughin'

Runnin' from demons I'm steady walkin'

Uh, Huh

Huh, Huh

Yeah

I walk ina' valley of death

Most of dese niggas gon' switch or get left

Twelve get behind me I'm holdin' my breath

Brodie locked up kept it real he ain' tell

I know some niggas dat' want me to fail

I know some bitches be castin' dem spells

I bought da whip but I drive wit' no L's

Huh, Huh

Huh, Huh

Aye

Have you ever seen niggas die

Huh

Keep it real like luh' shawty don't lie

Huh

Like dats' why we gotta' get high

Huh

Take dese drugs cuz' we try not to cry

Huh

Got some soliders dat' fly ina' sky

Huh

Luh shawty just look in my eyes

Me and my niggas locked in we got ties

Uh, Huh

Yeah, Huh

Yeah

Sometimes I just look at the sky

Huh

Askin questions Im askin' him why

Swear it get deep but I don't even try

I cannot beef wit dese' niggas they pie

He think he street but he play on both sides

Can't go to sleep I keep closin' my eyes

See through dese' niggas they all in disguise

Uh

Uh, Yeah

Ughh, Uh

See through dese' niggas, Keep closin' my eyes

Hol up, Yuh

Woah

Huh, Huh

Yeah

Aye

Uh, Aye

I had some blood in my spit

Damn I done fell out of love wit my bitch

Niggas be talking ain' talkin' bout shit

Ain' have no options just gotta' get rich

Bro whip da pots ina' kitchen wit' wrist

We hit dat' lick we ain' worried bout' it

I go to sleep wit' my hand on da blick

Bro caught a case and dismantled da stick

Uh Uh

Uh, Huh

He think he lit but to me he a lick

I take dese' drugs so my bitch think I'm sick

I had threw up shawty say I'm toxic

I know dese niggas be pocket watchin'

I had a dream I was ina' coffin

Smokin dis gas so im steady coughin'

Runnin' from demons I'm steady walkin'

Uh, Uh

Uh, Yeah

Yeah

I walk ina' valley of death

Most of dese niggas gon' switch or get left

Twelve get behind me I'm holdin' my breath

Brodie locked up kept it real he ain' tell

I know some niggas dat' want me to fail

I know some bitches be castin' dem spells

Ugh