SOBE

Homicide, suicide
Homicide, suicide
Burn, baby, burn, baby
Burn, baby, burn, baby
Homicide, suicide
Homicide, suicide
Burn, baby, burn, baby
Burn, baby, burn, baby
Homicide, suicide
Homicide, suicide
Burn, baby, burn, baby
Burn, baby, burn, baby
Homicide, suicide
Homicide, suicide
Burn, baby, burn, baby
Burn, baby, burn, baby

Touched down to cause hell
Semolina block, leave your street full of shells
Put that lil' perc in my soda, let it swell
I got more bills than Amari, oh well
Oh well mane, fuck it, oh well
Tired of all the bullshit, you hoеs get spared
Tired of all thе lame shit, y'all bitches know I'm player
Still with all the same shit, y'all biting more than tails
Dog shit, ticket on me baby, what the fare?
Yeah, I payed my dues, so what the hell?
Yeah, I made them moves, so why they stale?
Yeah, I need my shine, but oh well

I'm just tryna make sure that my records go gold
And my woadies don't fold, and my bitch don't want more
Can't be seen without smoke
If they do it then I'm toked
I'll be damned if they don't know
Hard to see me, get a scope

I'm just trying to let you know, let you know
Let you
I'm just trying to let you know, let you know
Let you
I'm just trying to let you know, let you know
Let you
I'm just trying to let you know, let you know
Let you
I'm just trying to let you know, let you know
Let you
I'm just trying to let you know, let you know
Let you
I'm just trying to let you know, let you know
Let you
I'm just trying to let you know, let you know
Let you
I'm just trying to let you

Touched down to cause hell
R.I.P the old me, been feeling down bad
Jigga with the SoBe, I chase it 'til I crash
Patna you don't know me, but something like a fact, yeah
Yeah, I'm something like that
Cut throat baby O.D, might have to fall back
Cut back on the codeine, was feeling too detached
Rest in peace the old me, stop living in the past
Really when it feel good, it probably won't last
Yeah, I paid my dues, so what's the tax?
Yeah, I made them moves, so why they pass?
Yeah, I need my shine, feel like glass

I'm just tryna make sure that my records go gold
And my woadies don't fold, and my bitch don't want more
Can't be seen without smoke
If they do it, then I'm toked
I'll be damned if they don't know
Hard to see me, get a scope

Homicide, suicide
Homicide, suicide
Burn, baby, burn, baby
Burn, baby, burn, baby
Homicide, suicide
Homicide, suicide
Burn, baby, burn, baby
Burn, baby, burn, baby
Homicide, suicide
Homicide, suicide
Burn, baby, burn, baby
Burn, baby, burn, baby
Homicide, suicide
Homicide, suicide
Burn, baby, burn, baby
Burn, baby, burn, baby