Bloodline Lyrics

Don't lie to me

(Ralph Tiller)

Why you lie to me

Want to be laid up every day I got priorities

I got priorities

Priorities

I got priorities

You want to be laid up every day I priorities

Lying to my face what are your priorities

Don't match up with mine (Ralph Tiller)

They don't match up with mine

I got priorities

What are your priorities

Treat minorities, treat us like shit

But the majority, black that's it

Dog caught with a gram he had to sit

Down so bad itching for a lick

Got jammed up they was quick to snitch

Thought we was gang Lilo and Stitch

But I know one thing karma a bitch

Hit grandma up she always know what to say

Kept it one hundred reason for these plays

Promised her a house one day

Promised her a house one day

Then the lord took her away

Damn why he take her away

Now she up in the heave gates

Lord know she in a better place

Break the p down smoke up all the shake

Pour me a eight Kobe fade away

Drinking until I can't feel my face

Drinking until my body fully numb

Embracing the pain wasn't born to run

Having dark days finna shine like the sun

Good drugs they giving me closure

Bitch want to fuck and I don't even know her

Why these hoes think they can fix me

Trying to pull up in a ten speed

Bitch I ain't broke don't need fixing

Niggas don't even know what real mean

Never touched the field you like sixth string

I'm a scheme you out yea I need mine

Everybody eats grab a plate it's lunch time

Scheme everyday I'm a kill for the bloodline

Scheme everyday I'm a kill for the bloodline

Oh, Oh, Oh

(Ralph Tiller)

Scheme I'm a kill for the bloodline

For the bloodline

(Ralph Tiller)

For the bloodline

For the bloodline

For the bloodline

For the bloodline

For the bloodline

For the bloodline

(Ralph Tiller)