Black Blood

H town F*ck em all Yeah What the f*ck you talkin bout mane F*ck all of these pussies Always talkin never doin shit Yeah Yeah Never doin shit F*ck all of these pussies State of gloom 2 Yeah F*ck all of these pussies Always talkin never doin shit Imma keep it movin Far away from all that foolishness I’m only a human but I’ll turn into a lunatic Come and try me muthafucka This ain’t just no music shit I could care less if you died I’ll leave you bloody red When I look into the mirror I see nothing like I’m dead Cuz I’m too gone off these drugs I don’t give a damn bout what you said Pussy boy don’t want this smoke Cuz I’ll cut off his fuckin head Mentally unstable When the drama get involved If you wanna come and f*ck with me You better call the laws Cuz I’ll damn sure cause a scene That make his family drop they jaws So think twice before you step to me Cuz my hits don’t got flaws Eyes over my shoulder Cuz they plotting everyday on me Posted on my lonely So it’s f*ck what all you say to me Used to love a woman But she chose to fade away from me All I love has left me So I guess that’s just the way it be Zoning in and out shit I can barely feel my face now Thought I made it out Cuz I dipped outta the h town When life throws me down I just let that fuckin bass pound Instead of killin with a frown I murder beats and break it down Deepest pit of hell I was born in never fell inside Told you once before The devil tellin me to terrorize Ain’t no angel to my left I let that muthafucka die Now there’s no good left in me The beast always comes out at night Black blood Runnin thru my veins Bad drugs Turned him to a slave Last one Told me it’s ok Then he overdosed and died In the middle of the day Rest in peace my brotha Never made it to see 22 Other homie died Torn apart inside his vehicle Losa lost his father shit Its only been a year or two Lifetime full of trauma So don’t think that all these issues new What a ride it’s been Never thought I’d make it here Don’t repent my sins Had to let go of the fear I’m back in the benz shit I still can’t even steer Cuz the cup that’s in my hand Prolly means the end is near Yeah We in the quarantines and shit you knowmtalkin bout