[Pre chorus][rap+guitar][sing]
They to gangster to hold,
They sheisty their gold,
They image they dont own,
Why you gotta follow they trend,
They teach you to die,
Young,
Why we gotta be the lost one,
Soooo
[Prechorus]
They masking they passion with gangster titles
Like it's cool if you bring the vodka,
My train a thought uh knocka hole in mamma proctor,
You should of not a,
Tried to lock a bowl of lava,
Hold forks
like a old katana,
Weed and yak as I quote Assada,
My rode to nada,
Chasing green,
Over livin' wata,
Backalava with stolen choppas,
Thought I knew poppa docca
Products of a death
what i made it out of,
No applause [clapping]
Cause they only clap at operas,
My main attraction,
Aint center stage ,
Its where the winners play,
(No andalè)
Im trapped behind the veil,
His isolation really been the play,
Im bending corners,
Even when I been afraid,
Im still praying even when the critics rave,
(Rave)
My prowess into space,
Still gotta stay fruitful like minute-maid,
They only copies like lemonade
Cause the pressure
leave you folded like dama lama,
They frozen in
hot water and
this the closin in,
The oldest him,
This they story( ooooh)
[Chorus2x]
You should of never let me see yo face, (uh oh no)
Cause now I know just what to pray
I may not know what to say,
Without the comfort of.yo.sheisty (cymbals+percussion,)
And you can't hide behind( yo gold)
Now its plain for all to see, yeah it's plain for all to see,
You been exposed by love
[Chorus 2x]
[Verse 2]
They praying on prairies,
Hoping they lilies survive,
The illest can't thrive,
Against the municipal,
Creator he save and provide,
Wrestle with pleasure
they lack the feeling that feel'em
leaving feeling alive,
Alive in the world but it's gutter inside,
They burning they sage,
Yaaaah burning they vibe,
Turn to the master dont turn to a lie,
They expecting you ,
To drop yoself,
Chasing they dollar,
Hope to camouflage ya,
Lock you in,
They want to box you up,
They plot on us,
Like this aint prophecy,
Is this prophecy,
[Crowd] (yeah)
Turn from your wicked,
Ways
no man can redeem us,
Until we turn back to,
The One who,
Redeem us
[Bridge]
No sheisty no hope,I know it hard for you see, No sheisty no hope,
Your sheisty been sold
And you took the bait,
you been sold,
Yo sheisty on,
Yo sheisty old,
No hope, no sheisty
okss
