SKELETONS ft. TraeThaKilla & Ruzab K Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
Throw your set in the air even if you bang or not
Throw your set in the air even if you bang or not
Throw your set in the air even if you bang or not
Throw your set in the air even if you bang or not
Trae
Trae
T T fucking K bitch
Clips on clips I'll never not stay strapped
Chain in the air and a lighter if you dare
Six four cruising catching all the crackers' stare
If an opp die bet I do the Fred Astaire
Funding my baking soda off Obamacare
Gunshots go off and they sound like a snare
Holo tips on him he a dead man walking
Say they want smoke but now they all coughing
Sleep in a coffin so my opps think I'm dead
When they not looking Ima cut off they head
I'm the grim reaper with seven new features
I mean seven guns to kill sinning creatures
Let's get it cracking like the reagan era
Me against the world no Michael cera
They Tryna get me kicked but don't know capoeira
Skeleton in my closet from my last era
Another playa dead on good morning America
His mother start watching she getting hysterical
Showing his body I think that's Unethical
Pull up in that bitch and I ain't taking no prisoner
Dumping bodies in the river I am the christener
Straight out the mind of a killa that's depraved
Up in the rave this where be my grave
In too deep I cannot be saved
Money and power is what I always craved
I got no brothers I am not a wayan
I got my struggles this Everyday pain
Check out my closet and look at it mane
Why you think bone collector that be my name
Scammers hit my phone swear to god that I made it
Fuck your whole crew and the state that you stay in
Fuck with me you gon see that I'm not playing
Everyday praying tucked with a box cutter
Tss Tss Tss like my gun got a stutter
Wipe out these playas like I'm cleaning clutter
Cruising through Miami
Heat on me like Baldwin
Breeze in my face
Now That is some cold wind
War with me trust me you ain't gon win
Tryna be a warrior but they Jeremy Lin
Make him walk free like greedo
Dodging these bullets I'm feeling like neo
Who want the smoke you gon die C-O
He tryna diss me now he D-O-A
Still they don't listen to what I'm tryna say
They move to LA cause killa on his way
Tommy gun aim a shooter like Klay
Buying a strap with my Apple Pay
New problem happens it's like Day to day
Opp walk in my crib and That's a No go
Nine millimeter and I ain't taking no photos
Only thing I'm taking is these souls hoe
Trae tha fucking killa hoe!
Yea that's what they been waiting on
Throw your set in the air even if you bang or not
Throw your set in the air even if you bang or not
Throw your set in the air even if you bang or not
I got a skeleton back in my closet
Maybe two or three
I lost count of em
When I hear them rattle recognize the sound of em
When I try to bury them I just find my old sins
Got me thinking
Maybe they been inside me since the beginning
Or maybe it's the city where I'm living
I stopped thinking bout that
It's been easier like that
Five years i been living like a rat
Crawling in the sewers through the filth
And the mud of the people in this city
Is it only me or is everybody shitty
Lay my eyes upon violence since a jit
Look at the horizon and I ponder If they coming for me
When I die let the world know about my story
And tell my mom I'm sorry
It's been weighing in on me
All this killing robbing stealing
Stacked the bodies to the ceiling
Even in hell I am not getting to squealing
If the Lord's still willing I am begging for forgiveness
I know bout my dirty sickness
Driving families out of business
Gotta leave this place to reach Fulfillness
So I'm Burning off my fingerprints in a public restroom
Hurting so bad but I gotta get off the hook
Starting to think was I always crooked by the book
Trust nobody
Trust nobody they all serpents
Can't imagine life as a servant
But maybe I always been one
Used by the devil to do all this evil
Or Am I using all of this as an excuse
Putting all my guns to use
I deserve to be accused
And I know I'll face the wrath
Sleep that be the cousin of death
So stop sleeping on me
Used to be my homie now he tryna death row me
You Stealing money from a child
You ain't broke you a coward and a liar
God damn triple threat
Always pain I met
They told me I had pipe dreams
Keep sleeping on me so I said goodnight sweet dreams
I come back to confess like I'm a fiend
Y'all don't tattoo your tears
Y'all paint em on with sharpies
And y'all think y'all so Gangsta when all you steal is Car keys
I lost the key to my cuffs a long time ago
Speak of the devil
Stop wearing your slave label chain pendant
Fuck a chokehold go independent
Fight cause your life depends on it
Short life but I found the biggest opps they be your friends
My world is coming to an end
You shower every night hoping you gon wash you sins away
But ain't no getting rid of em
All that shit you did gon follow you until the fucking grave
You will never understand how much pain you fucking cost me
Pardon me but this part in me
Make me wanna come for every mothafucka who put dirt on me
I think there is no Savin me
I say one thing then do another
Drank revenge with the milk of my mother
If you hate me know the feeling mutual
It's hard to look up to my idols when they hanging round rapists, sexists and abusers
The past it don't choose ya but you make it
I Leave a couple skeletons in my closet so they find em in the future
Fuck