[Verse 1: Chance The Rapper]
I been killing myself slowly, crazy
I been feeling myself, only, lately
Everything seems second rated
Safety hazard flaky
Drunk decision but fuck it fucking maybe
You only live till eighteen
Posted stupid Katies
With crackheads, rabies, babies babies kiss my aching headache
I got a Jesus on my neck
I gotta flex on my G
I got a S on my chest
I gotta flex that chest piece
I can't be pawning my hooks
And spending nights with my queen
I keep that bishop in sight
And past that checkmate my dreams
I wrote this shit in a coma
Smoking on marijuana
Rolled in my homies diploma
Rolled in my homies Carolla
[Verse 2: KAMI]
Still sip that pack of Coronas
Front seat me ride by my lonesome
Just me, peddle to the medal be that lid foot speed
Got me chasing all my devils it be hell in these streets
Crucify a rebel it be hell to see
Break neck, whiplash if they hit that tree
Cuz the lick passed be the creed to the OG
As he plants seeds in your mind make yo brain bleed
Need a vaccine just to keep them facts clean
Break em out they chains but they brain rattling
Channel them questions
To ask and learn lessons
Quite fast, instant message
Such lovely progression
The day that they reckon be marching on closer
Dream on nigga as them days rolling over
And them nights on yonder got em sleep on they motive
The rudely awakened SaveMoney takeover
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I been killing myself slowly, crazy
I been feeling myself, only, lately
Everything seems second rated
Safety hazard flaky
Drunk decision but fuck it fucking maybe
You only live till eighteen
Posted stupid Katies
With crackheads, rabies, babies babies kiss my aching headache
I got a Jesus on my neck
I gotta flex on my G
I got a S on my chest
I gotta flex that chest piece
I can't be pawning my hooks
And spending nights with my queen
I keep that bishop in sight
And past that checkmate my dreams
I wrote this shit in a coma
Smoking on marijuana
Rolled in my homies diploma
Rolled in my homies Carolla
[Verse 2: KAMI]
Still sip that pack of Coronas
Front seat me ride by my lonesome
Just me, peddle to the medal be that lid foot speed
Got me chasing all my devils it be hell in these streets
Crucify a rebel it be hell to see
Break neck, whiplash if they hit that tree
Cuz the lick passed be the creed to the OG
As he plants seeds in your mind make yo brain bleed
Need a vaccine just to keep them facts clean
Break em out they chains but they brain rattling
Channel them questions
To ask and learn lessons
Quite fast, instant message
Such lovely progression
The day that they reckon be marching on closer
Dream on nigga as them days rolling over
And them nights on yonder got em sleep on they motive
The rudely awakened SaveMoney takeover
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