QUARANTINE TALES 2 Songtext
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QUARANTINE TALES 2 Songtext
Humbeatz
Nothin′ like knowin' them killers lurkin′, we been cautious
Shad nearly lost him, we been in them trenches playin' offense
Stash box every shark in, won't forget
About drinkin′ up out that faucet
How we twenty doin′ twenty? Make me nauseous
Shad froze, he almost died before, we been
Slidin' more, ain′t tryna find him more
Every skeleton in my closet was alive before, I'm traumatized
I don′t regret it, we don't apologize
Percocets to try and ease these homicides
It′s up, it's time to play again
Stumbled on his words, he tryna pray again
Watch out for them suckers in your
Circle, how he make it in? It's spooky
You′d probably say I changed if you knew me
Send a goonie, go and edit out his movie
Catch a body for the gang bang, money, power, toolies
Never told, had to take his lawyer money to his umi
Still be spittin′ for the killers in the trap, they feel it when I rap
Couldn't get my nigga back, so we go spin and get some tats
Swimmin′ with my sharks around hammerheads and makos
Ten bands a feature, bought a crate full of Dracos
Out before my mama finished cookin', fuck them Eggos
Thirty straight to VVS′, eighty in the safe though
I could go any day though, I only trust my nana and this fuego
How they switch up and they tell me that I changed though?
It's nothin′ like your bitch
It's nothin' like findin′ out he a snitch or
You catchin′ him out of bounds 'cause it′s lit
We make lines, you never oversteppin', hope we catch him
Next new piece might go baguettem
Brought the shooters just to keep it copacetic
Thought they cut his sentence shorter, so we said it
Life is short, but so is death is
Troy did the job ′til you know he breathless
Me and the goblins know it's gang, we only got us
Gettin′ head while tryna sort out
All my problems, dear Heavenly Father
Nothin' like knowin' the shooter breathin′
With my demons, call me if you see him
Locked my youngest doggy in the kennel, still screamin′, "Free him"
Try to PM, throw a celebration once we G-O-D him
Bitch, I'm out of state, these shoes European, scary, very
We gotta tamper with the witness if it′s necessary
All this goonie shit, this here hereditary
Hustle startin' February, end in February, gang never worried
Heard the opps is doin′ great, we better bury
Chopper get to bangin', make a picture when we slide up
Up a couple bodies, why they actin′ like we tied up?
Candles and balloons, beds where the blood dried up
All these bitches liars, how I'm supposed to make my mind up?
Nothin' like it
Nothin′ like knowin' them killers lurkin′, we been cautious
Shad nearly lost him, we been in them trenches playin' offense
Stash box every shark in, won't forget
About drinkin′ up out that faucet
How we twenty doin′ twenty? Make me nauseous
Shad froze, he almost died before, we been
Slidin' more, ain′t tryna find him more
Every skeleton in my closet was alive before, I'm traumatized
I don′t regret it, we don't apologize
Percocets to try and ease these homicides
It′s up, it's time to play again
Stumbled on his words, he tryna pray again
Watch out for them suckers in your
Circle, how he make it in? It's spooky
You′d probably say I changed if you knew me
Send a goonie, go and edit out his movie
Catch a body for the gang bang, money, power, toolies
Never told, had to take his lawyer money to his umi
Still be spittin′ for the killers in the trap, they feel it when I rap
Couldn't get my nigga back, so we go spin and get some tats
Swimmin′ with my sharks around hammerheads and makos
Ten bands a feature, bought a crate full of Dracos
Out before my mama finished cookin', fuck them Eggos
Thirty straight to VVS′, eighty in the safe though
I could go any day though, I only trust my nana and this fuego
How they switch up and they tell me that I changed though?
It's nothin′ like your bitch
It's nothin' like findin′ out he a snitch or
You catchin′ him out of bounds 'cause it′s lit
We make lines, you never oversteppin', hope we catch him
Next new piece might go baguettem
Brought the shooters just to keep it copacetic
Thought they cut his sentence shorter, so we said it
Life is short, but so is death is
Troy did the job ′til you know he breathless
Me and the goblins know it's gang, we only got us
Gettin′ head while tryna sort out
All my problems, dear Heavenly Father
Nothin' like knowin' the shooter breathin′
With my demons, call me if you see him
Locked my youngest doggy in the kennel, still screamin′, "Free him"
Try to PM, throw a celebration once we G-O-D him
Bitch, I'm out of state, these shoes European, scary, very
We gotta tamper with the witness if it′s necessary
All this goonie shit, this here hereditary
Hustle startin' February, end in February, gang never worried
Heard the opps is doin′ great, we better bury
Chopper get to bangin', make a picture when we slide up
Up a couple bodies, why they actin′ like we tied up?
Candles and balloons, beds where the blood dried up
All these bitches liars, how I'm supposed to make my mind up?
Nothin' like it
Writer(s): Erik Griggs, Rahjon Cox Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
