Deja Vu

Pull up to the block Looking left then right, I stop Damn thats a cop, damn thats a Pull up to the block Looking left then right, I stop Damn thats a cop, damn thats a Thats that bitch made That boy bitch made He step to me, but dont do fists But I do switchblades Hold up, thats my bitch I do it for my bitch Pop out like grenade Bitch Im on my way But baby I cant stay Got that Tibetan Tibetan, ghost on me Some may live, some may die But the choice aint mine The eyes are red Eyes are red, like Red Dead I like them spread, like some bread Put that ass to bed Pull up to the block Looking left then right, I stop Damn thats a cop, damn thats a Pull up to the block Looking left then right, I stop Damn thats a cop, damn thats a Hit me up with the location, yeah Im sippin on lemon elation Fuckin a bitch at the station No I am not God's creation But luckily I got some patience Pullin up, woah, no hesitations Cooking it up, right in the basement Switch on me hoe, got no relation Yeah the walls are moving Walls are moving, and I think Im tripping Heard my friend, screaming But I think Im tripping, woah This some deja vu What am I gone do If I see myself in two? Yeah yeah yeah Pull up to the block Looking left then right, I stop Damn thats a cop, damn thats a Pull up to the block Looking left then right, I stop Damn thats a cop, damn thats a