What? What? What?
Give a fuck about your clique, SESH forever running shit
South bound, whipping downtown, rolling out the zip
Only giving what I get
Hell, I never could forget
All them nights that I was down
Bitch, you never had my back
Now the money stupid quick
Like I came up on a brick
Dead mans land
Try to step up, I promise youll get hit
From a hundred yards away
Body cold, you deceased
5K for the scope
We dont even gotta meet
Its the cemetery freak
From the SHWB
Skin the same color coke
Hoes lining up for me
Got the team on their feet
Tyrus Creek up on the tee
Everything I do is SESH
And anytime we out, we deep
Bitch, its MisterTenBelow
I was raised in the snow
One touch got you froze
Aint nobody cold as BONES
Im the wind in the trees, Im the shiver in your spine, bitch
Time after time, I got proof the game is mine, shit
SESH
You dont get no warning shots, baby, better get low
You dont get no warning shots, baby, better get low
You dont get no warning, you dont get no warning
You dont get no warning shots, baby, better get low