It aint right that I just might, show up at your door step, on the porch like, we be steady knocking, busting out the porch lights, looking like a devil standing in your foresight, now im running through your viens feeling like a snake bite,
burning every bridge and running from the street lights
Its all I've ever known since you left me all alone, in the back, in the black, on my own, in a home with a mask and a match and a can full of gas, all i needed was reason so I turned it to ashes, from ashes to ashes, I'm ashin my blunt,
This shit is my life, i don't do it for fun
I'm stacking up cash but I came from a front,
Now im rollin in classics with your bitch in the front, we live everyday like the first of the month
put a knife in my back, now you're all in the hunt!
©mizz
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