Lil Boi

[Verse 1]
We squeeze guns for stupid reasons
Police come, we breezin’, yeah we leavin’
Well, our passion for blast is everlasting
[?] gasping for air
Old age, the truth blackens your hair
’til you’re a youth and you fall flat on the chair
Tears reflect your future years
You’re in a group, pass around beers
Now you’re in the coupe and the stairs
’til the stoop with your peers
Now you shoot in affair, or you shoot in the air
Play hoops in your new gear
Now you’re with the razor that you’re using to tear
That’s when you interfere, or you enter here
You box or you in a box or a cellblock
You yell, “Stop,” twelve cops [?] or not
Playing for that bail to drop
Used to sell rocks, used to let the shell pop
Now you’re getting the mail from the stock
This is how hell watch

[Verse 2]
Hell’s eyes are flaming, we anguish
We bang quick for this gang shit
Bs and Cs, [?] GDs
Vs and 10s
Gambling, shots are scrambling
Watch the candle hot handle
We stop, we stiff and rigor mortis
Sit in, we trigger all of us are corpses
Devils are hauling, with no flying saucers
Just dying portraits of lions in the fortress
For all us, niggas and pitchers of liquors
Waving our figures ’til they hear us in our mental scriptures
Thought Bibles and pens
Rivals within, the revival again
They’re biting the vital, I write in my skin
Scarred like a tattoo or a black Jew
Wait, who am I kidding? No mazel tov
Just a Molotov, for miles I walk
This hour’s approaching
I’m doing it so how y’all talk?

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