Doing Life

 

im an angel with no halo

as i wake up, opening my eyes

feels like im falling into inferno

fellow demons follow me

i aint trippin they does what i say so

Been carrying horns since I was born

Hoped on the train with no return

my jeans looking like an Ashtray full of cigarrette ashes

from having iron lungs

full of smoke, you already know

got 100 blunts already rolled up

but their for your hoe

what the fuck skunk or homegrown

it dont matter If it's not some fire don't pass it

or ima toss it while im Hanging out the window

if I see you

I won't miss you

hit you like a misile

I'm crazy off the liquor lit up like a candle

Smokin criko ina Honda with no back window

I aint afraid of dying fuck that its too late for that

have you not see where we at

we already stuck in limbo i keep on hearing a whistle

Tic toc the clock dont stop gotta get them bands

tic toc is the type of shit you stuck on

Could be running outa time but never running out of luck

for way too long i been stuck in the mud

and now that I got out the hole bitches start going down my stripper pole

i like it baby but hold on I'm still feening for the final come up

When I'm at the mall I'm doing donut holes

while you still at the store ima stay on ballin

too much dope

I'm feeling paranoid my temper is too low

if the feds come knocking at my door ima blow up like a bomb

you dont wanna know what ima do when i grab the glock

pointed at your face leave you noseless looking like youre lord voldemort

used to have a honda accord

now i only got cords and couple bars to save me from being bored while im on my way to court

ruthless,

im too hardcore

i pay my respect when i step in your door but dont forget

gotta get them bands

gotta get to work homie the clock dont stop

tic toc!tic toc!