Straight
Intro :
Oh you fucking thought I died?

Hook : 2x
Scrub we fucking straight
Aye, I'll never die
Till they start to strafe
I ain't gonna pray
Watch my fucking spray
Got immortal traits
This kid special aye
Ain't no fucking way

Verse 1:
That I'm gonna die
Fuck a doctor
Leaving this life like I'm fucking Scarface
God'll be Martin Scorcese
Gun'll be strapped in my back like John Mcclane
Ain't no way
That you can persuade
Don't negotiate
Your death'll be in 5-7 Business days
Hennessy, is my healing aid
All the scenes connect, this Pulp Fiction they
Want forgiveness but I ain't talk to the dead
Murder over ceilings now my room is fucking red
Sermon on their Burial, closed casket instead
Bourbon with some cereal, the morning well spent
Yeah it's raining lots of men, let it shower lead
Kiss the mo'fucking ring, Conquered lands needed Jet
People starvin, this the album that fed
We don't have no projects cause we barely have land
We live in a jungle, my mama raised me a king
Only rags to take cover, You're already rich
Kill one of my dogs I'mma go John Wick
Slow death if you wish, this the life that we live
Aye
(Hook)