"...And So It Was" lyrics
$uicideboy$ & Black Smurf Lyrics
[Olga Yagolnikov Phelan:]
Close your eyes, to see what it really means
Effortless hands to hold on to peace
Close your eyes, to see what it really means
Effortless hands to hold on to peace
Close your eyes, to see what it really means
Effortless hands to hold on to peace
Close your eyes, to see what it really means
Effortless hands to hold on to peace
[RUBY DA CHERRY:]
Turning a blunt to ash like a phoenix
Weed in the bag deleted whenever I feel defeated, feelin' like a gash that keeps bleedin' (Keeps bleedin')
But even a cut will glisten when the incision is healing
Don't even know why I rap, I know y'all don't get the meaning
Even though I'm broke, I know you see me shinin' like you starin' at the sun
See me loaded like you starin' down a gun
The whole world sticking to cash like a piece of fucking gum
Hell is where I'm from
Well, I'm - well, I'm here to pop bubbles and bum
Got, got, got bags full of skunk
All I gotta do is sell 'em, and I'm fuckin' done
Uh, uh
[Olga Yagolnikov Phelan:]
Close your eyes, to see what it really means
Effortless hands to hold on to peace
Close your eyes, to see what it really means
Effortless hands to hold on to peace
[$CRIM:]
See I never look sober
Just looked over
How do you kill a rat? Turn to a cobra
Got no love for a plaintiff, sold my soul to Satan
Purple always on me like I was drafted by the Ravens
Got them drugs in my eyes, homicide on my mind
Grim Reaper of my time with the nine on my side
No need for a shooter
So make no mistake, you lookin' death in the face
When you play with my cake
You know the blunts stay lit, junkies steady robbin'
Let the blade get to work
If we got a fucking problem
Hoes steady jockin'
Haters steady knockin'
That's how life's been ever since we got it poppin'
[Olga Yagolnikov Phelan:]
Close your eyes, to see what it really means
Effortless hands to hold on to peace
Close your eyes, to see what it really means
Effortless hands to hold on to peace
[Black Smurf:]
See this world fucked up, but I ain't ready to leave yet
Cash on my mind, at this point I don't need shit
Smoking all the time, mane, I swear it relieve stress
Attitude, opinions, mane, I swear you can keep it
Grind all day so I don't struggle tomorrow
Hustle every day so I ain't stuck in the sorrow
I still spring for the cash while you're playing catch-up
Let's see how many niggas switch when the money come up
For real, hustle
[Olga Yagolnikov Phelan:]
Effortless hands to hold on to peace
Close your eyes, to see what it really means
Effortless hands to hold on to peace
Close your eyes, to see what it really means
Effortless hands to hold on to peace
Close your eyes, to see what it really means
Effortless hands to hold on to peace
Close your eyes, to see what it really means
Effortless hands to hold on to peace
Close your eyes, to see what it really means
Effortless hands to hold on to peace
Close your eyes, to see what it really means
Effortless hands to hold on to peace
Close your eyes, to see what it really means
Effortless hands to hold on to peace
Close your eyes, to see what it really means
Effortless hands to hold on to peace
[RUBY DA CHERRY:]
Turning a blunt to ash like a phoenix
Weed in the bag deleted whenever I feel defeated, feelin' like a gash that keeps bleedin' (Keeps bleedin')
But even a cut will glisten when the incision is healing
Don't even know why I rap, I know y'all don't get the meaning
Even though I'm broke, I know you see me shinin' like you starin' at the sun
See me loaded like you starin' down a gun
The whole world sticking to cash like a piece of fucking gum
Hell is where I'm from
Well, I'm - well, I'm here to pop bubbles and bum
Got, got, got bags full of skunk
All I gotta do is sell 'em, and I'm fuckin' done
Uh, uh
[Olga Yagolnikov Phelan:]
Close your eyes, to see what it really means
Effortless hands to hold on to peace
Close your eyes, to see what it really means
Effortless hands to hold on to peace
[$CRIM:]
See I never look sober
Just looked over
How do you kill a rat? Turn to a cobra
Got no love for a plaintiff, sold my soul to Satan
Purple always on me like I was drafted by the Ravens
Got them drugs in my eyes, homicide on my mind
Grim Reaper of my time with the nine on my side
No need for a shooter
So make no mistake, you lookin' death in the face
When you play with my cake
You know the blunts stay lit, junkies steady robbin'
Let the blade get to work
If we got a fucking problem
Hoes steady jockin'
Haters steady knockin'
That's how life's been ever since we got it poppin'
[Olga Yagolnikov Phelan:]
Close your eyes, to see what it really means
Effortless hands to hold on to peace
Close your eyes, to see what it really means
Effortless hands to hold on to peace
[Black Smurf:]
See this world fucked up, but I ain't ready to leave yet
Cash on my mind, at this point I don't need shit
Smoking all the time, mane, I swear it relieve stress
Attitude, opinions, mane, I swear you can keep it
Grind all day so I don't struggle tomorrow
Hustle every day so I ain't stuck in the sorrow
I still spring for the cash while you're playing catch-up
Let's see how many niggas switch when the money come up
For real, hustle
[Olga Yagolnikov Phelan:]
Effortless hands to hold on to peace
Close your eyes, to see what it really means
Effortless hands to hold on to peace
Close your eyes, to see what it really means
Effortless hands to hold on to peace
Close your eyes, to see what it really means
Effortless hands to hold on to peace
Close your eyes, to see what it really means
Effortless hands to hold on to peace
