Suicide Paroles

Suicide it's suicide yea
Suicide it's suicide yea
I ain't never running game on the King

I was on the grind feeling isolated
Sinning all the time living like the bravest
Feeling kind of high but Nobody Famous
Money on my mind kind of cocky ain't it
I've been cooking off Virginia this might venture
On a super squad sorta like Avengers
Dying everyday I been kind of injured
Now the cross here to stay got a lot of splinters
I been putting in the work just like my daddy said
Top shotta back when Nike had the [?]
Blocka blocka back when Johnny had the nappy heads
With the choppers all the drama could have shot me dead
Could have shot me dead man
Face down white meat burst
Red polka dots on a white tee shirt
Aw man bang bang nice neat hearse Suicide it's suicide yea
I ain't never running game on the King, man Hallelu