Moksha

Bitch I'm blacked out in the rave

Homie I'm bout to pass out

Jaguar paw been running

I'm hunting bag now

Clash with the claws or homie you gettin clapped out

Tracked down fucking with black

You better back down

Black craft

Bottomless stash

Fill gas house

Trash house

All these celebare I'm bouta crash now

Black out

Wake up every morning bust a pack down

Facts proud

I can pay the billies with the trap now

Sad still

I been poppin pillies like they advil

Mad max I been on the edge

Smoke mad pack

Last act send me the suits cause I'm a class act

Asset

Knowing all I'm worth

N shooting pass that

I been in light I don't feel right

I been gettin high I dnt need a life

I been outamind hope I'm healing right

I been laying low staying out of sight

I don't wana die before I even shine

In the morgue with a whore that ain't even mine

I don't wana die before I even shine

In the morgue with a whore that ain't even mine

I been in the light I don't feel right

I been gettin high I don't need a life

I been out my mind hope I'm healing right

I been laying low

Crowd aroused as I burn in a fucking plane crash

The devil want its pay back

So I'ma have to stay back

The vision want its lane back

And I aint never seen nobody get they fuckin face snatched

The beauty of a plane crash - no pay back

The villains want a staycap

Or nightcap, so I'ma have to listen

You’ll probably catch me guarding gates or giving out decisions

2 eyes watching bones scatter around in a prison

Cause I'm leading death and I ain't listening to bitchin

You bitches