D E a T H . c a R D . m E m O I R Lyrics
Yeah
I need you to see this shit from my perspective
Man it′s so hard not to cop weapons
And blast everyone including myself
Like them white kids on depressants
Most men my age are settled with some bitch
That's fucking on someone else and they together for they kids
Now if I smack hoes I′m an asshole
But if I get smacked people got jokes
Yo
Most people doing time for some peer pressure
Like is a uh, depending how you undress her
I talked to God and he said go help yourself
I keep showing people love that I don't even show myself
Shit just gets pathetic
Fuck is with the message
I tried to past the lesson all I passed was the dressing
Thanksgiving was a mood I'm giving thanks to the creator
When times got extra hard all that did was motivate ya
Everywhere you are
Everywhere you are
That′s where I should
Be everywhere you are
Times got extra hard all that did was motivate ya
Everywhere you are
Everywhere you are
That′s where I should
Be everywhere you are
Everywhere you are
Everywhere you are
That's where I should
Be everywhere you are
Everywhere you are
Everywhere you are
That′s where I should
Be everywhere you are
Everywhere you are
Everywhere you are
That's where I should
Be everywhere you are
Everywhere you are
Everywhere you are
That′s where I should
Be everywhere you are
Yeah
These niggas can't hold me back
These bitches can′t hold me back
Cut ties I don't cut no slack
Cut the noose they wanna cut my sack
Oppositional proppositional forks up in the road
Depends on how you living though
Situational choices I suppose
Man I told you niggs it's over
On my fifth mimosa
Bitch I don′t need no closure
Death card flipped over
Drinking whiskey that′s holy water
Sargent Slaughter on someone's daughter
All the pain that this world done brought us
All the rain that this world done caused us
Stones stones all on my garments
O′s o's all in my deposit
Fuck me bitch beg your pardon
Fuck me bitch beg your pardon
Church on mars nigga know that
See up in the stars can′t go back
Pastor pastor where the lord at
Propper answer where my sword at
Hidden intuition when you coming from bottom
Fuck the recognition we ain't fallen since autumn
Death card make a way now
Got to make our own way now