"Sanguine Paradise (Freestyle)" lyrics
Yeah
Shout out Uzi, man, ha-ha-ha
I can't lose
I can't lose
I can't lose
Every track I just kill shit, 'cause I gotta murder my competitors
Broke nigga tryna talk cash, brought the racks out just to shut him up
New bitch bad, had to switch it up, now my old ho say I'm dead to her
Everyday gotta thank God, baby can't see you that nigga blessin' us?
Flyin' through with the doors up, this an i8, not a Tesla
Used to wait for the link card, now it's Benihanas on the regular
Momma worry when I'm in the streets, but I keep it on me, what you stressin' for?
Glizzy totin', I can't tussle with you, I got thirty shots for a wrestler
Play crazy, catch a headshot, we was taught to shoot from the neck and up
My shorties reckless when in their hood, old heads know it ain't no checkin' us
We be turned for Devonché, bitch it's Gucci Gang 'til the death of us
Hot 'nem on it, it just keep slidin', I'ma keep supplyin', ain't no lettin' up
Niggas hidin', still gon' make it happen, we can't catch him loafin', gotta set him up
Got the drop waitin' by his crib, when he walk out, we gon' wet him up
.40 go "bow", DOA, shots knock him out of bounds if he play
We put him in the ground with the K, that chopper clear a crowd when it spray
My uncle went on trial for the yay, I used to dream of pounds in the safe
I'm flyin' through the clouds, skippin' states, count up a hundred thou' with my bae
They tried to take me down with the hate, it be the niggas' smilin' in your face
I'm where they gettin' wild every day, that's why I move around with the apes like-
Ayy, please don't start with us, we won't play cool
My lil' shooters charged up, you know what they do
Money keep comin' in, I can't lose
Had to switch it up with the drip, Dolce shoes
I be ballin' on 'em, like I'm Ivo
I was posted with my soldiers, we was trappin' hard for survival
I was posted on that corner, where we drop the "G"s for Disciples
All of my niggas demons, we do not abide by the Bible
Shout out Uzi, man, ha-ha-ha
I can't lose
I can't lose
I can't lose
Every track I just kill shit, 'cause I gotta murder my competitors
Broke nigga tryna talk cash, brought the racks out just to shut him up
New bitch bad, had to switch it up, now my old ho say I'm dead to her
Everyday gotta thank God, baby can't see you that nigga blessin' us?
Flyin' through with the doors up, this an i8, not a Tesla
Used to wait for the link card, now it's Benihanas on the regular
Momma worry when I'm in the streets, but I keep it on me, what you stressin' for?
Glizzy totin', I can't tussle with you, I got thirty shots for a wrestler
Play crazy, catch a headshot, we was taught to shoot from the neck and up
My shorties reckless when in their hood, old heads know it ain't no checkin' us
We be turned for Devonché, bitch it's Gucci Gang 'til the death of us
Hot 'nem on it, it just keep slidin', I'ma keep supplyin', ain't no lettin' up
Niggas hidin', still gon' make it happen, we can't catch him loafin', gotta set him up
Got the drop waitin' by his crib, when he walk out, we gon' wet him up
.40 go "bow", DOA, shots knock him out of bounds if he play
We put him in the ground with the K, that chopper clear a crowd when it spray
My uncle went on trial for the yay, I used to dream of pounds in the safe
I'm flyin' through the clouds, skippin' states, count up a hundred thou' with my bae
They tried to take me down with the hate, it be the niggas' smilin' in your face
I'm where they gettin' wild every day, that's why I move around with the apes like-
Ayy, please don't start with us, we won't play cool
My lil' shooters charged up, you know what they do
Money keep comin' in, I can't lose
Had to switch it up with the drip, Dolce shoes
I be ballin' on 'em, like I'm Ivo
I was posted with my soldiers, we was trappin' hard for survival
I was posted on that corner, where we drop the "G"s for Disciples
All of my niggas demons, we do not abide by the Bible
