You think better with your back against the wall
Where my whereabouts always missing when they call
Stuck inside the gallows man this life is no facade
And i'm sitting playing contra
while these niggas playing cards
This is seance music cause they wanted new shit
I'm posted on the wall trying not to lose it
When you sliding home
You may get some bruises
but it's for the best man you know you gotta do it
Fight fair will not fight fair
we fighting for that first class flight fare
the demons right there with a slight
scare round the corridor and you'll have nightmares
Himo told me man, this thing is like your house
If they do you wrong, you could kick 'em out
If they show some, clout you could take 'em out
Maybe grab the machete and cut they mouth i'm talkin' 'bout
Sitting on the porch again chewing on some polly seeds
You niggas probably plottin' steady
sowing on some evil deeds
Designer rings and finer things
i'm crushin' on your self esteem

The coldest nights are the boldest nights
in the acura the grim reaper tryna' hold me tight
nothing's right

Tribes in trenches, you know we always listen
Midichlorians and foot prints to the cabin what happened?
Those foggy, foggy, nights looking for action
No passion for this shit, i'm blunt ashing
with a bitch from a city hella windy they hit casual licks
I get i'm the villain i'm the bad guy, talked shit
got hit, made girls cry
You don't really wanna see my bad side
111 ways to disrupt your mental
and it all really started with these pens and these pencils
Can you feel the power? can you feel it in your hands?
Pressure makes diamonds man i need you to understand
Osaka blades and running fades
before my cousins gunner days
before they put that cash away
they hit the gas and flash away
They creepin' on ah come up
if they spot you you'll have no luck
24 got 50 more i know i need to hold up
living life like i'm much older
but i got devil on shoulders
Living life like i'm much older
but i got devils on shoulders

The coldest nights are the boldest nights
in the acura the grim reaper tryna' hold me tight
nothing's right

We gonna get it on our own
Do you get it? got it, good
now we searching for some thrones
And we so far away from home
but what's the point of home if it's only student loans?
But this is seance music so don't confuse it
with no other bullshit, the black on black
fit i'm tryna' fucking get it
The swish on IG you know i wanna hit it
You know i wanna hit it
now she stuck on my line stuck in my fucking business
With some other bullshit
with my curly haired chick and haha
she hella thick and i'm feeling fucking legit