Run It Back

Christen in my christian living Heaven wants a extradition New season new edition New season new drip in Another night show stealing Fuck a bitch with no feeling Number one dope dealing Stick it down her throat chilling Eating and she eating children Think its part of her religion On her knees she's always sinning Between her legs she always giving Giving up or giving in I don't think Ill give again Last place nice nigga never wanna be again Only keep it family friends I'm too old to let em in Circle going closing in Tab yes close again At the bar settle in My liver tryna settle up I just tell him saddle up Drinking cause the night been rough Smoking strong it keep me tough Really I just smoke because Couldn't live without the drugs Sad yes but its honest though Smoke fast to move slow Look high but I feel low Eyes red my heart cold Leaf just go be honest bro Its Fools gold in heavens roads Becca you won't get the rose Soul weak eyes closed Slow week I know Party all night though Think it was a typo When she say she love you She just love the drugs foo She will never trust you You won't even trust her You just need to fuck her Like they all done fucked you It hurts cause it's the fuckin truth Gave the world all of ya youth Rough life ain't nothing new How the fuck you getting through How you getting to the truth Will you go and die before You find out what this life is for Music money weed whores I really pray there's something more Don't know who I'm praying for Better yet who im praying to When you do can you pray for 2 Feeling like I pray for keeps Daddy please your son he weeps He ain't seen the sun in weeks He just feeling very weak Think this be his final sleep The mountain feels so very steep Falling and I'm falling deep Severely lacking what I need Run it back Run it Run it back to you To you Run it back Run it Run it back to you Scary visions dressed in white My angels be my demons why Vices be my favorite ride Arms up touch the sky Flying with my evil eye I'm the most evil guy Dying got me terrified So why I want it every night Looking up to empty sky Gramps oh please just tell me why Why my tears don't seem to dry I know I won't get sleep tonight Maybe ill just eat my life Heartbreak with a side of fries Dreaming that I hate my life That's just how you do it right Clear hearts clearer eyes Damn I miss my Friday nights In my dreams be scary frights Telling Freddy roll it tight High up in the afterlife Heavens parties dummy light Dummy lit can't talk only spit Only spit that real shit Someday pay the bills shit I know you niggas feel this Strucken by the realness Bout to run a field test By running in the end zone Racing like I'm Enzo Never touch a benzo Unless it's a benzo Racing through the hood and I'm screaming to my kin folk Run it back run it back Run it back run it back run it back Run it back Run it Run it back to you To you Run it back Run it Run it back to you