We in between heaven and hell
♥♥♥♥ your nine to five, I'd rather end up either dead or in jail
American ninja to these obstacles
No stoppin' me, we on the move
Your mouth runnin' like a prostitute's
Keep your head to yourself
I work harder than anybody you know
I'm done with tricks, don't need no money to blow
Deadly aim, self contained
Superstar, they yell the name
Blood diamonds, finna go to hell for my chain
The P fitted on my head though
I'm too high, you can't reach me with the cell phone
No goodbyes, no hellos
You don't want this life I live
You'd rather have the wife and kid
Shootin' dice with Jesus Christ, put 20 on the midnight
To everyone that sell me drugs
Don't mix it with that ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ I'm hopin' not to join the twenty seven club
Just want the coke dealer house with the velvet rug
♥♥♥♥ the world there's no one else but us...

If By Chance This Is My Grand Finale, Bury Me In Allegheny County
~ 07/09/18