ROTTING IN THE WAKE OF HOPE ft. Eryxse Lyrics

Bitch I got chrome beretta in my motherfucking hand

Backing out the heater and I'm handing out many tans

Shawty drop it low in the function for me, she a fan

Imma' madman with the business, yeah you know I gotta' stand (North, North, North)

Rep the N to the O to the R to the T to the H

To the S to the I-D-E (North)

Rep the N to the O to the R to the T to the H

To the S to the I-D-E

Pistol whip a mother fucker, I'm breaking his skull

Back up in this bitch, and you know I'm bringing the phonk

Talk about my name wrong, boy, I'm taking no bull

Voice messages sent to me, she sang my song (what)

Get a move on, Northside the mother fucking set

I'm the king of underground in my city, place your bet

Mother fucker do not talk to me if I'm in the Benz

Let the bullets rain on his block, fuck boy met his end

Tell me boy, tell me everything and where you're from

Living between heaven and hell, gotta' light the blunt

Blacked out voids are where even your soul cannot fucking run

My silhouette in the abyss shining brighter than the sun

Dropping the top, imma' get to the bag, I'm not gonna stop

I'm gripping the glock, you don't wanna slide on my block

You'll get popped right up at your top

Spinning right back and i got the mops steady ready

So you better run when the safety's off

Them boys got fear when they hear the North in talks