Darkside (feat. Blackbird)

Giddy up piggy we opposite Many times died for the f*ck of it Sky don't shine feeling lost a bit Grew up with a mind you don't wanna dip Man I wanna die in a mosh pit High off my head spitting purple shit 99 times lost myself a bit Sandbox trapped in my room bitch F*ck you I won't do what you tell me You bashed my blood and you wanted to sell me Held me against the fuckin mirror and Heavy handed man stole my innocence Couldn't even write told the basics Pick a pill like I'm ill in the matrix Backstabbed f*ck watch me make it I can't even ride with a main chick Poppin them pillies get silly Guilt tripped hurting them biddies Drop a xan forgetting them feelings Can't stop thinking about titties Empty your pockets we'll fill them with bullets Then reload the clip to the fullest I'll take your deposit and make it my profit Like politics keeping themselves a bit Listen There's something we gotta get Put on your mask we don't break a sweat On the street just like a silhouette Aye text the plug is he here yet So pull up pull up man set up our trap Call up the man that stole us some gwack Knife in my hands my bro in the dark We sent him a text and we wait in the park I see his whip and I checked he's alone Little he knew that he wouldn't come home All the sudden he saw something was wrong Seconds later and our cover was blown This motherfucker still couldn't tell When I asked him does he even sell He tried to dip, it didn't go so well Stabbed in the rib and I sent him to hell You in quarantine we move in serpentine Talking pounds of green then I intervene And after the act I was headed up north Paranoia I look back and forth Giddy up piggy we opposite Many times died for the f*ck of it Sky don't shine feeling lost a bit Grew up with a mind you don't wanna dip Man I wanna die in a mosh pit High off my head spitting purple shit 99 times lost myself a bit Sandbox trapped in my room bitch Time to confess so we put on some stress He didn't resist when my knife's on his chest Walk on his body and move to the next Same move again andhe send him a text My old homie who still owe me Motherfucker you still don't know me Come to meet me around 12:30 Come alone don't bring anybody Listen there's something we gotta get Put on your mask we don't break a sweat On the street just like a silhouette Aye text the plug is he here yet So pull up pull up man set up our trap Call up the man that stole us some gwack Knife in my hands my bro in the dark We sent him a text and we wait in the park I see his whip and I checked he's alone Little he knew that he wouldn't come home