paroles de chanson INTRO (feat. Luke Leath) - Ricky Rez , Luke Leath

I'm in English writing essays, I kno niggas doing sentences
Heart cold, December shit
Clutching heat, effortless
They was in the street looking tweaked like the exorcist
Only way they could eat was if they squeezed on that metal shit
That's just summ shit that ain't gon settle kid
Teenagers, blicked up
Scammer niggas, dripped up
Waiting for a bag always wondered why it skipped us
Prayed every year that i would make it to see Christmas
And luckily i made it happen
I was always touching bread but i never been trappin
A boogie in the clip when acting turns to action
They'll beat yo ass for the satisfaction
So I Keep the poker in my pocket it ain't for the fashion