sicario.mp3

Say you my homie and saying that you brother

Turn your back on me when I was deep in that gutter

Felt a certain way ain't gone lie but that's above us

Leave it to the bigger man to me these are bigger plans

Money making I feel alive with a nasty hand

Way I write my shit make everybody gone understand

I over stand draw my paintings with an open hand

Vomiting over consumption I feel I'm going mad

Is it my faith my love or my ambition obsessed with the most

I'm shooting and I ain't missing

Foo's love to make emotional ass decisions

Yopper in the kitchen I'm praying there ain't a witness