RAGS

Rags around my face I'm blacken out I can not see none

She said I'm exotic tell her that's just how the weed burn

Leeches on my back I kill them all they leaving lesions

Pray a motherfucker run up come give me a reason

Shadows out the corner of my eye

Recognize the false fake prophet and he predisposed to die

Never bite always bark it was destined from the start

Got the drop on opposition now I'm creeping out the dark

Creeping through the city with a pocket full of dead ones

Heard that they been talking on my neck just cause I just made some

Never talking pesos boy I'm only talkin pay sums

Fast tracking quick to let that motherfucking blade run