These killas in the streets
These killas in my sheets
Who shot they shot shot at my killas
A shoota gone thats shooter speak
These killas in the streets
These killas in my sheets
Who shot they shot shot at my killas
A shoota gone thats shooter speak
What's the point of coming out if the closet has a back door
Talkin bout this shit
I want them to hear it but not to know
Who them boys talking shit, they think they tryna slow my roll
But I'm sedated, until release, then that mode is on go
These killas in the streets
These killas in my sheets
Who shot they shot shot at my killas
A shoota gone thats shooter speak
Thеse killas in the streets
Thesе killas in my sheets
Who shot they shot shot at my killas
A shoota gone thats shooter speak
I don't strip down to this filth so damn often
When the sirens blaring, I'm up in heaven smoker coughing
Blazing, I glow bright like bile yeah man im stunting
When you throw up, it's cuz im flexing on yall life, man
These killas in the streets
These killas in my sheets
Who shot they shot shot at my killas
A shoota gone thats shooter speak
These killas in the streets
These killas in my sheets
A shoota shot a shoota shot
These killas in my sheets
Who shot they shot shot at my killas
A shoota gone thats shooter speak
These killas in the streets
These killas in my sheets
Who shot they shot shot at my killas
A shoota gone thats shooter speak
What's the point of coming out if the closet has a back door
Talkin bout this shit
I want them to hear it but not to know
Who them boys talking shit, they think they tryna slow my roll
But I'm sedated, until release, then that mode is on go
These killas in the streets
These killas in my sheets
Who shot they shot shot at my killas
A shoota gone thats shooter speak
Thеse killas in the streets
Thesе killas in my sheets
Who shot they shot shot at my killas
A shoota gone thats shooter speak
I don't strip down to this filth so damn often
When the sirens blaring, I'm up in heaven smoker coughing
Blazing, I glow bright like bile yeah man im stunting
When you throw up, it's cuz im flexing on yall life, man
These killas in the streets
These killas in my sheets
Who shot they shot shot at my killas
A shoota gone thats shooter speak
These killas in the streets
These killas in my sheets
A shoota shot a shoota shot
( The Tulips )
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