[hook] 2x You say you've got them guns But I've never seen you bang You say you've got them drugs But I've never seen you slang You say you're in the game But I've yet to see you play You say you're going hard But nobody feels the same
[verse] Swerving off, my eyes closed Graveyard's where I call home Razor blade in my fucking palms Touch me and I'mma cut you off Raindrops on my white skin Turn ghost and I'm in my zone Hair long, my blunt short Always smokes so we rollin' more Coming down, coming down See me but don't hear a sound Ridin' 'round, ridin' 'round "cemetary blunts" in the background loud Now now, burn it all to the ground To the ground, ground, Bones back in time I ain't got no fucking chain I ain't got no diamond ring Young justin timberlake All these bitches know my name If you see me out in public Then you know I got the blade If you see me on the stage You know I got the blade Hundred pills in my pocket But that shit is not for me I feed 'em to my girl And watch her drop down to her knees Ghost in my hair, I got ash on my jeans These women tryna scheme Cause I look like Dawson's creek
[hook] 2x You say you've got them guns But I've never seen you bang You say you've got them drugs But I've never seen you slang You say you're in the game But I've yet to see you play You say you're going hard But nobody feels the same
Compositores: Steven John Adams, Elmo O Connor ECAD: Obra #30899516