My Killer Comin

Pooh you a fool for this (hah)

Hear this ****

Ayy, ayy, hmm, hmm, hmm

Ayy, hmm, hmm, hmm, ayy

Quando Rondo *****

I got some voices in my head, I guess sometimes they wanna chat

Faith in the bible by the bed, trust in the Glock under my mat

Reminiscing ‘bout the choices that I made in the past

Broken promise from my mama, father please take it back

Two deck of cards, life a gamble, let’s go head roll the dice

I pray to god that they do not they let off shots through the night

Live by the gun, die by the sword, I guess I live by the knife

This in the name of Sosa, boy, I’ll have you killed by the night

And, I say, I had to face the fact that they gon’ creep through the night

I know that my killer comin’ like a thief through the night

My heart steady thumping, it’s hard to sleep through the night

When all I know the street life

Decisions I made, I know that they ain’t right

Gotta look both ways when you livin’ the street life

I feel like death ‘round the corner, that’s why i’m traumatized

Drop a blue flag on my grave then throw yo’ C’s up high

They telling me the way I live gon’ get me killed but I don’t give no ****

They expected me to keep it real when them ******, they never showed no love

They questioned me like, “Did you give to them ****** you claimin’ that’s yo’ thugs

My mama know i’m in the field with the hittas, I got my pistol tucked

Paint me the image, and my ***** burn the picture up

The perfect time to slang that iron with , they tryna zip ‘em up

One day fasho, my ***** dyin’ for a check, it can get real enough

Straight down the middle, walk the line like a , they know I can’t be touched

Nobody asked you

They claimed to murderer a black dude who had a black tool

They said “He hopped out with some black shoes, his flag was black blue”

They said “He ran down with a Mac tool, he comin’ at you”

“Give it up befo’ I blast you”, go ahead and whack dude

I drop a 10, then spin again, you know they comin’ back through

That ***** boy said he gon’ whack who, I’m bussin’ back too

Don’t wait to realize i was real once my casket pass through

I got some voices in my head, I guess sometimes they wanna chat

Faith in the bible by the bed, trust in the Glock under my mat

Reminiscing ‘bout the choices that I made in the past

Broken promise from my mama, father please take it back

Two deck of cards, life a gamble, let’s go head roll the dice

I pray to god that they do not they let off shots through the night

Live by the gun, die by the sword, I guess I live by the knife

This in the name of Sosa, boy, I’ll have you killed by the night

And, I say, I had to face the fact that they gon’ creep through the night

I know that my killer comin’ like a thief through the night

My heart steady thumping, it’s hard to sleep through the night

When all I know [?] the street life

Decisions I made, I know that they ain’t right

Gotta look both ways when you livin’ the street life

I feel like death ‘round the corner, that’s why i’m traumatized

Drop a blue flag on my grave then throw yo’ C’s up high