Lyrics Bloodline - Locksmith

Thumper on his lap, bullet to his head
God in his soul so he good as dead
God only knows what he really did
Niggas lookin' for him but he never hid
Yeah, that's how they do it on the daily
Yeah, that's how they do it on the daily
Yeah, niggas dyin' on the daily
Yeah, that's how they do it on the
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Drug addiction afflicted within my bloodline
Both sides of my families victims of drug crimes