Shadow of Death Lyrics

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In this

Shadow of death

Can't be

Lost in the sauce

Got the

Devil on my back

And I'm just

Trying to get em off

Should be

Staying my bread

But I'm like

Fuck what it cost

I been

Building my brand

She wanna

Fuck with a boss

I done

Found me a lane of my own

Ain't have to squeeze in

Packers mascot for that green

I'm a cheese head

Fee fye, hotter than the spring

Turning leaves red

Who I came with ain't even the one I'm about to leave with

Came a long way, ain't even where I'm trying to be

A nigga end up in the sky when I was airing out my wings

Never put on no facade, shit is everything it seems

Aye

This shit is everything it…

Man lemme talk

Billie Jean, aura glowing when I walk

Getting off

Fall asleep and be done woke up in a loft

Only way that you can show em you ain't worried is ignore em

I'm a second strike of lightning

Same spot, the rarest form

Lemme cook up

You think you gonna knock me off my pivot nigga good luck

Comfy everywhere like I'm at home, I got my foot up

I'm going for the win, you worried about what I'm gone put up

Tsk

Fuck be wrong with niggas

Break bread with no snakes, I rather give that to some homeless niggas

That's why all my friends women now, can't get along with niggas

Steady focus nigga

They blow up, we exploding nigga

I'm the chosen nigga

Live my life like it's golden nigga

In this

Shadow of death

Can't be

Lost in the sauce

Got the

Devil on my back

And I'm just

Trying to get em off

Should be

Staying my bread

But I'm like

Fuck what it cost

I been

Building my brand

She wanna

Fuck with a boss

In this

Shadow of death

Can't be

Lost in the sauce

Got the

Devil on my back

And I'm just

Trying to get em off

Should be

Staying my bread

But I'm like

Fuck what it cost

I been

Building my brand

She wanna

Fuck with a boss