I know what you said, BONES got the chat logs
Off with that, act hard, I see through that act, oh, oh
In the Vette, oh, oh
Breakin’ necks
I died on the cross, I live for regrets
See em’ chasing after checks
Me, I never break sweat
Feet up at the finish
Breakin’ bones to the neck
I light when it’s dark, I like when it’s dark
Night vision with precision, up the pipe in the dark
Trees weep when I walk
Birds drop when I talk
Clouds part when I park my Mercer in the lot
Have peace where they not
I’m clean off the block
I leave, they bleed, I seize through the plot (What?)
Should’ve never tried me, seen me in that light, freeze
Put them on hold, have ya on the other line, please
Rocks in the time-piece, two Glocks, Siamese
You are now tuned to the last of the dying breed (Yeah)
Fuck, what?
Really could give a fuck less if it ain’t ’bout SESH
Died, made a cross, it on my neck, got the up on my chest
I need to get it off
