Haunted ft. ZOMBIE KiDD Lyrics

Pulled up in that Benz, it was cynical

Michael Jackson off the thriller, boy overdose

I take your bitch and now she asking what my sign hold

He's a throwaway in his grave where he go

Hold up, hold up stress ain't shit

More of, more of this profit

Four oh, four oh, he a bitch

Count up, count up counterfeit

I'm not like you, everything around me

I don't wonder why or care why you doubt me

Got it from the mud g-o-d

Still that same kid from oh three

Back up, back up

He misfit

Two go, three go

With one click

Swerve off the road

Crash this whip

Hundred zeros all been split

As I beg and I plead

For you to spare me

Oh I can see

You want me to lead

All these broken souls

And I really don't know

Can I hold my own

But I'll try my best for you

Let's see what I can do

Yeah Imma hold on for you

Think god gone get me through

These trials and tribulations

Through miles and many faces

Got things complicated

But god never let me cave in

Yeah