You just wanna grab my neck!
You just wanna
You just wanna chase my death
Uh-huh!
Ain't shit a nigga really gone regret!
Yeah, you just wanna
You just wanna end up dead
Uh-huh!
You just wanna grab my neck!
You just wanna
You just wanna chase my death
Uh-huh!
Ain't shit a nigga really gone regret!
Yeah, you just wanna
You just wanna end up dead
Uh-huh!
You're wasted, adjacent to me
I'm facin' an 8th of some racist police
I'm a cop killer, real nigga
Made in the streets
Word to the beef
You been in the burbs with them bleach skin fucks who hate me
But really you made me
So why do you name me?
I'm covered in scabies
Burns, cuts, abrasions
Ride ramps with Satan
Smoke piss in Vegas!
And that's how it's meant to be
And that's how it's meant to be
And that's just how it's meant to be
And that's just how it's meant to be
And that's just how it's meant to be
And that's just how it's meant to be
And that's just how it's meant to be
And that's just how it's meant to be
And that's just how it's meant to be
Uh-huh!