Documentary (Slowed Down) French Montana & Mikky Ekko

[Chorus: Mikky Ekko, French Montana]
Guess I got a real bad habit of killing 'em all for the taste
It's a life so savage, where all of your prayers go to waste
Take me by the hand, take me by the hand, let me lead you, honey
To the pearly gates, oh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-oh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-oh
Montana

[Verse 1: French Montana]
Life turned to flashes, feel like you on acid
Doors turn to caskets, right back to them ashes
Workin' to be masters, workin' for the masters
I see you clear like Malcolm with them glasses
Had me and I see you laughin'
They ain't come to see me, but they'll show up with the captions
Everybody wanna be captains
It's how you bump heads in the huddle, that's a Ochocinco habit
I'm not your average, light the matches
Bunch of Catholics in Christian shoes is actin' in interludes
The young pioneers, paint crusted
Seven Lears, to the buses to them flyin' Lears (Montana)

[Chorus: Mikky Ekko]
Guess I got a real bad habit of killing 'em all for the taste
It's a life so savage, where all of your prayers go to waste
Take me by the hand, take me by the hand, let me lead you, honey
To the pearly gates, oh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-oh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-oh