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Lyrics

This my eulogy, dig in to the roots of me
Look into a serpent's eyes, I can spot my enemies
I can hear a butterflies wings, you niggas centipedes
A den of vipers and thieves, you ain't no friend of me
I think I finally rest, when I rest in peace

And made my soul see the gates, lay me down to sleep
I'm feelin' different, profitin' off my ignorance
But may my life be filled with other decadence
My mama and grandmama, that's black excellence
My girl in Air Force One like she the president
I bang screw, pop trunk outside your residence

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I ain't no boy in a band, I am more than a man
I got the world in my palm, sittin' right in my hand
You know my fist stay clenched, you know my mind been gone
I think I lost that shit in all that backwood smoke
And all that Gucci shit

I bang screw, pop trunk outside your residence
I bang screw, pop trunk outside your residence

Havin' thoughts of suicide, but I just be concealin' them
I been callin' out to God but I just don't be hearin' him
I just try to stay alive and never gave my business
It's gotta' be like somethin' more than all this we experience
Delusions and delirium

I'm fuckin' serious, niggas is in my ear again
I'm turnin' serial, really I'm 'bout to kill again
I'm at the Frenchy's on Scott, I'm like a kid again
3-piece and some fries, that's what my dinner is
Around the pistols and rocks, I learned from many men

Car wash from a fiend
You see the blaze and that gleam
You see the things that I seen
You wouldn't talk so much
You wouldn't be worried 'bout me

About the friends that I keep
About that gold that I lost
About that drank on my teeth
I rather die on my feet than to live on my knees
That's why I don't sleep
Keep a gun, keep the piece

I bang screw, pop trunk outside your residence
I bang screw, pop trunk outside your residence
I bang screw, pop trunk outside your residence

Everytime we hit the parking lot we turn heads
Everytime we hit the parkin' lot we turn heads
Niggas tryna' kill me, but I'm Southside raised
Everytime we hit the parkin' lot we turn heads

Niggas tryna' kill me, but I'm Southside raised
Everytime we hit the parkin' lot we turn heads
Niggas tryna' kill me, but I'm Southside raised
Everytime we hit the parkin' lot we turn heads

Niggas tryna' kill me, but I'm Southside raised
Everytime we hit the parkin' lot we turn heads
Niggas tryna' kill me, but I'm Southside raised
Everytime we hit the parkin' lot we turn heads

Niggas tryna' kill me, but I'm Southside raised
Everytime we hit the parkin' lot we turn heads
Niggas tryna' kill me, but I'm Southside raised
(Southside raised)

Writer(s): ameer vann, chauncey hollis, greg davis

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