It's Dark / Hell Can Wait

Yea yea yea Yea yea yea, yea One two, one two One two, one two It's dark and hell is hot Like that crack, this shit my melting pot Rubik's cube, trip bout them colors, we spinnin hella blocks Nigga if these walls could talk, we'd make that redi rock Gotta go to sleep one eye open, I feel like Fetty Wap Right down Cherry Ave by the cleaners, she got her cherry popped The cherry colored Honda was the getaway But hell could wait Y'all niggas cap like a seven eighth's But let us celebrate bout how you rhymin, you been sellin weight Just know that dirty money don't get rinsed on that turn cycle And FDA gon drop that bomb, shit make you turn psycho You in hell with this kush, should I burn like you? High as f*ck, got me speaking from a bird's eye view These words I spew, few niggas could f*ck with em He a cool nigga, so they f*ck with him Insecure, got em feelin like they stuck with him Can't put my trust in em, knowing if they creep He just pray he got his gun with him Or it's JPEGs on Pro Clubs His uncle sold dust Around the same time mom and pops broke up Ain't show him no love Nigga said so what, shit we bout to blow up That mamba skin made us cobras Just let me know when it's over I'll open my eyes, hope I ain't die twice Don't chase no pussy, it come back I promise, they got nine lives Out in Mali, where them niggas got like nine wives For me, shit that's 99 dimes, and 99 problems But no, my bitch ain't one Getting rich ain't one Muzzle to his mouth, like what now, nigga say sum Bad bitches tryna go down on us since we came up But all my niggas still on that saint stuff Ain't no fake tough shit, I had the waves tucked Tryna cop them Jordan 5's, momma told me save up And them snakes slide low, better keep your grass cut If we don't make it by tomorrow, we gon spend these last bucks What got you niggas gassed up? Time ticking, time ticking, hope you hear this Five minutes if your time, can you spare it? I'm in good spirits Head in the clouds got my mind trippin I'm fishing for your love, tryna find limits My engine stuck on E, can't do side missions I ain't no side nigga, baby girl you my nigga Let me rock with ya, yea If I had 9 wishes, I would f*ck on 9 bitches One at a time vicious Shoot my shot with the long nose, think I'm Scott Pippen Fine hoes in my crib, did I not mention Niggas doubled back like, bitch show me what you got for me Sob stories, but we found glory in em 5 Shots to yo rim, think Rob Horry hit him Ain't been into no pen, but I know Nas wrote heat wit em So let me renegotiate my thoughts on giving it up I'm sick of this, f*ck Sip liquor, get drunk, and pass out Cuz hell would be my last route If I get too down, I might just crash out And I see niggas throwing stones at this glasshouse I guess we'll never know, cuz time is of the essence And these diamonds ain't reflecting You throw shade, I just deflect it I just hope you get this message I might need a reverend I might need a second, wait I'm hoping niggas realize I'm more than what I was destined Second guessing if I go broke, who gon make investments? Who gon feed the fam? Know that EDD had us flexing Locked in for two years, I been passing up all my blessings And niggas ain't checked in since I pulled them checks out Bitches got they legs out This shit done got me stressed out Hoping niggas don't come and fill us with no lead Cuz we already feel dead now Why throw salt on a wound? I get lost in my moods Swanging like them Houston niggas, twenty fours on my tomb Niggas got it out the mud, my niggas got it out lagoons If I don't see you later, ima see you soon Ain't no rules to this game We playing like the 97 Bulls for these rings Y'all niggas food, y'all just lames