[Intro]
I know something's always lur-
I-I know something’s always lurking
I-I know something's always lurking
I-I
(JEWEL-JEWEL-)
(Y-Y-You-)
[Verse]
Off that acid, I can't sleep
Off the perc bitch I can’t eat
Cut that nigga, cut him deep
You won't see a lot of me
Bitch, I run with thirty-five and I replace my C's with B's
I know you gon bite the cheese, yeah you fucking with police
Lil nigga I see through you, I got niggas on that voodoo
Got that .30, I'mma do you
Run up on you, what would you do?
I know that you wanna ride, too bad, now you gotta die
Put a hollow in his skull, put another in his eye
Think you going to the sky, nigga that shit was a lie
I won't go that fucking far
All you niggas fucking lie
Nigga that's a big ass lie
Nigga left his house at five
Now that nigga not alive, knock his brain all on the sidewalk
Bitch shut up when I talk, I'mma let these lines stock
Shooting shit like John Stark, hopping out with Glocks out
You look up to Yung Joc, at your door but I don’t knock
Hallows made that nigga splat
Light his house I’m spending shots
Say you blood you getting popped
I know something's always lur-
I-I know something’s always lurking
I-I know something's always lurking
I-I
(JEWEL-JEWEL-)
(Y-Y-You-)
[Verse]
Off that acid, I can't sleep
Off the perc bitch I can’t eat
Cut that nigga, cut him deep
You won't see a lot of me
Bitch, I run with thirty-five and I replace my C's with B's
I know you gon bite the cheese, yeah you fucking with police
Lil nigga I see through you, I got niggas on that voodoo
Got that .30, I'mma do you
Run up on you, what would you do?
I know that you wanna ride, too bad, now you gotta die
Put a hollow in his skull, put another in his eye
Think you going to the sky, nigga that shit was a lie
I won't go that fucking far
All you niggas fucking lie
Nigga that's a big ass lie
Nigga left his house at five
Now that nigga not alive, knock his brain all on the sidewalk
Bitch shut up when I talk, I'mma let these lines stock
Shooting shit like John Stark, hopping out with Glocks out
You look up to Yung Joc, at your door but I don’t knock
Hallows made that nigga splat
Light his house I’m spending shots
Say you blood you getting popped
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