Lyrics:
the woods
So he doesn't see us
Here's the cloth
Here's the black
Reconnaissance there is no turning back
Eric rode by
On his dirtbike
Jim and I
Woke behind
dreamed of getting cream, best believe I'm John Deere
Green as mont-clair shit, earth tones in the winter
Purp rolled in a rillow
I am on my John
of the Lambs
With a midget who's a punk too
Tryna fuck me, but I'd rather fuck you
Eric Wright, punk, always into somethin', gettin' fucked at night
By Mista
of the Lambs
With a midget who's a punk too
Tryna fuck me, but I'd rather fuck you
Eric Wright, punk, always into somethin', gettin' fucked at night
By Mista
bottles just a long lost friend
But that devil likes to keep me by his side
Hey, I'm getting stoned
In this cold house here all alone
Wishing
Somebody hand me a cigarette
I know I ain't had one in over a week
Somebody pour me a double shot
Been getting better by the day but tonight I
a whores ass getting fucked by a teacher
Underneath the bleachers sounds like mac n cheese in speakers
Sneak a bit of bleach in the holy fathers holy water
Sheppy Zone. Sheppy Zone
Bro I'm in that Sheppy Zone
Sheppy Zone Sheppy Zone
Bro I'm stoned I'm fucking gone
Cannot find my fuckin phone
I'm not alone
You sinner free motherfuckers that be
Jumping up and down in church every Sunday and shit getting the Holy Ghost
But I'm a let you motherfuckers know
If
it's like a work of art
And the way you get me stoned without a lighter getting sparked
You're the only one I see
Girl you haunt me in my dreams
So I've
day another homicide
There’s a way we can all survive
By holding it down
I’m holding it down
I’m holding it down
I’m holding it down
I’m holding ya
changed the way I thought now I'm not quite sure
(Eric)
There it goes, there it goes
I'm rolling stoned
Roll roll roll roll
I'm rolling
2oo $hyy
She want to roll up
If you want smoke and a body I told her to go low
She said it's
what I'm talkin' about?
Church is definitely on the move and we gonna
Continue to hustle and grow and develop by
Fire, as I rotate with my true player
this can't be life
I can't blame it on the hood 'cuz it gave me life
This a stick-up, don't turn it to a 187
I don't go to church so I'm far from
11:30
Really Living dirty
Bitch I'm getting like
Seven billion likes
Just by living life
But really tho
I was tryna stay stoned and
That made me immobile
And I'm a get it how I know to get it today
A by-product of the church I guess I gotta be saved
I can't help it I was poverty raised
This shit is getting
Whoever think I'm here to make some corny ass radio
Viacom jingle, got my whole diatribe tangled
Sittin' high up on them tires, on my high horse, I'm
Out my mind
I can’t breathe in this muhfucka
Crime by crime
I can’t sleep in this muhfucka
Line by line
I’m off key in this muhfucka
Out my mind
I
about it, I'm too guarded
Yeah, shorty's wanting to get started
Unfortunately I'ma be leaving her broken hearted
Getting all her hopes up, then departing
and herbs
Stay with uzi luverts
Smoking weed at the church
Getting head at the church
Good regardless the turf
Don't touch me
It's like I got the chicken
and getting stoned
I don't mind if my life is always just me alone
I'm chilling by myself and I don't have no one to call
I'm focused on my health and I really
By that church a bloody night
It's a scary scary sight
Scarred but we live to fight
To this life give my life
Live it once never twice
Tryna leave me
The deep dark colors of the devil at home
She pulls me down just as I'm trying to hide
Grabs me by the hair and drags me outside
And starts digging in
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