homies2tillgrave Lyrics

Saw the reaper creepin', as my blood is leakin

Feasting evenin' , do you really got the reason

Creepin' on my demons as my soul is bleedin'

Cuz I got no reason

Nobody to deal with

Nobody to feel it

Nobody could relate

And I stop my dreamin'

Then I pick a homie, went ahead with the dealings

We done made a move, now the opp on the hidin'

I done need the blues, got the pistol on the shuffle

They don't want the trouble

Now we outta shell

Fuck a foreign thang

Livin' by the code

Learnt it from our homes

We be really out here pissin' off bitches

Homies in the grave, gone but not forgotten

Shoot the stars up the veins when the lights out

The candle that burns, ain't that bright

Went far as i can in the right route

Held my head to the ground, all my day ones

Ride or die, shout-out to the ones sleepin' in their coffins

No legends to the story

No one really miss their presence

Bust a jacob & co, missin

V11, playin sevens

And I don't know to leave a message

Now we outta shell

Fuck a foreign thang

Livin' by the code

Learnt it from our homes

We be really out here pissin' off bitches

Homies in the grave, gone but not forgotten