Oomshray Hunting ft. chazaiya Lyrics

Gentrifiers got the turf getting hacked up

Late nights thinking 'bout who lied to me first

Gravey- ooh, run me back, run me back

Detroit make some noise for human error

Sidney Phillips really got no drip

My Chemical Romance tee, Nike shorts and 90's bitch

And on the search for some dumpers

Mission round for more drugs in the Tommy Jumper

'Cause I'm just a fresh kinda adlay

In the same shorts that I bought in year 9 mate

In the same Nike's that I worn since I was inenay

Sidney how you doin' cunt, yeah I'm doin' inefay

Self harm urges every night brah

And I'm this close to just grabbin' the knife brah

How I deal with so much boredom?

How I'm 'sposed to do the drugs when I can't even afford them?

Feeling superior in my Inferior tee

Feel inferior when I look in the mirror and see me

Feeling goated when I'm with the brodies

Got the knife and the bud in my totie

Don't got my licence, I ghostride

Picture me in the VE Commy but I don't drive

And I don't speak English it's all Atinlay

Me and stealthyn00b beamin' off the tabs everyday

And in 2022 I'm not taking shit

Hopping on the track with the dopest of all cadences

Don't got no acquaintances

Don't wait for the bag 'cause I'm way too impatient, bitch

It's many cunts wanna end me

2023 Same cunts wanna fuckin' friend me

Because they all know that Sidney too stealthy

Punching darts all day 'cause I'm staying unhealthy

Talkin' to Dan on the phone

Chillin' it wit' Bood, freestyle off the fucking dome

My bro Lime said "Sid, pack me a cone"

I'ma be stoned until I fucking get home

What you doing in the underworld, Taylor?

Well, this here ain't Taylor. Taylor been shot.

This man here is Chris. He been resurrected

You lame Taylor?

Am I what?

Are you lame or something?

Go ahead on, man, smoke it

This shit's in the wind troop, rah