(He was just chilling)
(Hold on, wait)
(It's the trap)
(He was just chilling, yeah)
(He was just chilling, yeah)
(He was just chilling, yeah)
(Live on)
Feel like I'm gonna be,
As I wake up.
Feels like I'm chillin'.
Yeah, if I get it back.
I could catch you like 22 times.
22 yeah, times and times
I went there.
Tried, I tried.
They all just traumatized.
These fuckers all lies.
Streets got a ring to em'.
I could hear it out, hear it out.
(Hear me out bitch like woah, yeah)
Driving in your ride.
Speed 145
Don't keep us divided.
My heart is saddened.
I wanna see the change now.
Crashed in a hitch. (Get it)
I ain't on that shit, cause I ain't no regular.
I came with these stitches.
Why they be ballin' on me.
I pray to myself.
Maybe I've gone too
Far long in this path of sane.
Hold on.
Playin' with violence. (Riding the flow)
Came with violence. (Feelin' so low)
Face it off in the rain.
Hold on.
Up, make it back bitch.
Left-right
To the gates
Ping-pong, animation
I be going haemorrhage.
All the pigeons rippin' red,
Revolving in solace.
Wannabe torturer
Deface the coroner.
(I really walking like I got the formula)
Pill-popping maniac
Back in the cul-de-sac.
Fiend on the run, yeah.
Poli got me turnt, yeah.
The system ballistic.
Now I'm nihilistic.
So damn horrific, yeah.
Raid on olympic.
I pray to myself.
Maybe I've gone too
Far long in this path of sane.
Hold on.
Playin' with violence. (Riding the flow)
Came with violence. (Feelin' so low)
Face it off in the rain.
Hold on.
Up, make it back bitch.
Left-right
To the gates
Ping-pong, animation
I be going haemorrhage.
Fuck the feds and I've been clearing.
Walkin' to the gates, yeah.
Leave the sinning to your highness.
Walkin' to the gates.