Resurrection (but actual lyrics) ​​wifisfuneral

[Intro Instrumental]

[Verse 1]
Put the smoke in the air like a incense, get quick
Still hate my life and the money ain’t fix shit
Gotta think twice when the opps out, stick shift
Bitch crack a pint right on ice, like a tit lift
I walk on lines then I fall and I’m missin
I left em gonna promise no one gone miss
Better tell the other side, better keep they distance
Nigga sell the 62 and that shits well imbedded
This just how we did it
From the way how she leakin our namе, that hoe read it
I’m catching my breath so just prеp me a second
I’m back from the grave cus I missed all my peasants
They thought I was crazy and out of my mental
But shit I’m just angry cause niggas would fake it
But shit, that’s the type of legit I get into
Lamborghini? Sure park right outside
Red blood skin, double back in size
He was on the right quick way just to die
Ima take a soul crack a mouth out wide
I buy my crewmates no piece of my pie
For they eat on the steak that’s the way that they vibe
Guess I keep killin off opps till I’m blind
I’m off a pill cause this shit get too real
So I guess with the pain I just cope in my brain just to keep me alive