BONES, ghost/\/ghoul — TheCavernsOfTime

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Ay

Too many bad thoughts, gotta get loose
Fuckin’ with the team, now I gotta get you
Death on my mind, now we runnin’ outta time
Goin’ out with a (pah), like John Wilkes Booth
That’s my chain, don’t touch it, bitch
Left her with a kiss and a icy wrist
Team sesh hot boy fly the bitch to Bermuda
I could buy you bitch

Sesh all on my carry-on
Cat Stevens, so very young
I was 14, twistin’ K2
By 18, I was gettin’ on
Rollin’ dope like, «When we gettin’ more?»
Call my phone but never answer, no
Like Corleone got a master plan
Tryna be like my ex and I’m gettin’ off

Discrete my weapon, you never saw
Sweet dreams, young prince and I’m dashin’ off
And I’m dashin’ off
Sweet dreams, young prince and I’m dashin’ off
Like what? What? What? (Yeah), (what?) Yeah, (what?) Yeah, (what?) Yeah, (what?) Yeah, BONES

Too much dope, can’t fit it in a duffle
I got the Glock 9, El got the muscle
I never pop now, homie if you steppin’
Day I put the mic down, I believe in Heaven
I put the lights on, that’s an investment
I turn your lights off, fuckin’ with the dead man
Ride slow, windows down, want you to see my expression

Yeah, this music shit is a reflection, of all the drugs I’ve ingested
All the problems my brain got, I use them to my advantage
This music shit is a reflection, of all the drugs I’ve ingested
All the problems my brain got, I use them to my advantage (yeah)

I hope, I hope doesn’t all go in vain