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[Chorus: MoneySign Suede]
I just be hangin', bad thoughts in my head
n*ggas want smoke, well sh*t, I got lead
There ain’t no love, black heart on my chest
I go through anything and everything, f*ck a test
I beef with any n*gga, like who you think about to press?
n*gga, I’ll do you grimy, all my life just been a mess
I been hearing sh*t, I heard these n*ggas want me dead
But nah, this is my life, you n*ggas just do it for the net

[Verse 1: BONES]
I need that
Tell a b*tch, “Be back”
Third squad blade, cut ‘em, make ‘em lean back
Earmuffs, I don’t hear feedback
You could spell it out in braille, still I never feel that
T- top IROC, f*ck a Leer jet
Razor in my fist, spinning like a pirouette
Vicе City, rock like Love Fist
I'm equippеd baby, come on and
Knuck if you buck, b*tch
Slide, ride, lights, what a dream
It could make you rich, or it could make you scream (Yeah)
Ain’t bringing sh*t to the table, you can leave
Background actors acting like they in the scene (What?)
SESH
[Chorus: MoneySign Suede, BONES]
I just be hangin', bad thoughts in my head
In my head
n*ggas want smoke, well sh*t, I got lead
I got lead
There ain’t no love, black heart on my chest
I go through anything and everything, f*ck a test
I beef with any n*gga, like who you think about to press?
About to press
n*gga, I’ll do you grimy, all my life just been a mess
Been a mess
I been hearing sh*t, I heard these n*ggas want me dead
What?
But nah, this is my life, you n*ggas just do it for the net
Ah

[Verse 2: BONES]
Brake lights, late nights, and cold gin
Ice cubes in my cup and my wrist
It’s true, if I’m in it, it’s foreign
I bet if you in it, it’s for rent
Mud flaps on the back, with the skulls on it
Skin down on his life, slash roll on it
I prolong it
Deadboys run it
Remember we were in the snow with the dope, running?
Steve Beach had his truck outside
f*ck a 4 by 4, we want the stuff inside
Gloves on in the dead of the night
His place got raided, everything in sight
Yeah
Yeah, uh huh, uh huh
517
'Til you all go to heaven
What?
[Chorus: MoneySign Suede, BONES]
I just be hangin,' bad thoughts in my head
In my head
n*ggas want smoke, well sh*t, I got lead
I got lead
There ain’t no love, black heart on my chest
I go through anything and everything, f*ck a test
Ah
I beef with any n*gga, like who you think about to press?
About to press
n*gga, I’ll do you grimy, all my life just been a mess
Been a mess
I been hearing sh*t, I heard these n*ggas want me dead
But nah, this is my life, you n*ggas just do it for the net
SESH