"DeathLOK" lyrics

I get on jets so you know how to feel
I lost a brother and start jumping tiers
Heaven and I made deals with the demons
We livin in hell chasing dreams
Just trying to prevail to the means
I'm spending two thousand on some jeans
911 blood on the scene
How I'm always hearing emergency
My boys paying blood in the streets
Two horns in the head like a demon
Gotta pray to the lord for the sins
Watching out for the blood on the hands
Spinning around on they block and do it again
All I need is a drop and then spin

It's blood money on they hand
I still kinda rap and send ten
I'm in the trap never lacking
It's stick on my shoulder you know I'm blasting
You play all my games wrong playing
We came from nothing you know what I'm saying
I'm a grown man all the look boy
I play with choppa and yeah I tore it
Flipping bag making noise
Rocking these shows with my boys
I'm trying to manifesting my game
Working and dating we had a thing
Fucking these dollars ain't talk my name
I'm throwing my cup to ease the pain
What sip it codeine whip it
I'm talking bout purple rain

I get on jets so you know how to feel
I lost a brother and start jumping tiers
Heaven and I made deals with the demons
We livin in hell chasing dreams
Just trying to prevail to the means
I'm spending two thousand on some jeans
911 blood on the scene
How I'm always hearing emergency
My boys paying blood in the streets
Two horns in the head like a demon
Gotta pray to the lord for the sins
Watching out for the blood on the hands
Spinning around on they block and do it again
All we need is a drop and then spin