Untitled Song
• Written by Countdwn
thief at the tip of the tower
stole my heart like its a diamond
i get the crumbling sour
how could you tell that im lieing
the higher i get you a shadow
this feeling i get how to hide it
i got the wheel but you driven
i dive in the wok like a diver
im king of this like a tiger
see ya later my paper my wify
i got in without using my id
in the wind you can smell when you by me
gun shots two dead at the crime scene
grandma crying lord why tyrese
retliliate two shots perfecting timing
