Chapter 90: SHADOWMAN PRINCIPLE Lyrics

Ayy, fuck a gangster, cause I ain't one, but still got that thing tucked

We can rip his fangs off, them niggas ain't us

That bread he makin' off the block can't match a paystub

R.I.P. my brothers, they good, they livin' through us

Hell nah, ain't finna call you back, I'm speakin' through the music

You wolfin, better prove it, cause them shadow really do it

Fuck nigga

Been up in hell for a long time, pokin' them houses, them late nights

And a shadow done heard through the grapevine, that you talkin' that shit out your damn spine

You the same' gook boy, loafin' on the block, super anxious, boy, you ain't genuine

7-6-2s make you dirty wine, leave you, leakin that shit look like dirty wine

Shady as fuck till the day I die, who the fuck think I need more stripes

Pop his face open like fight night, this is the east side, zeitgeist

Ain't you a rat, bitch, you never been shady and I stamp that nigga

Say it's lit in the B&B, with some hoes, then double-cross you for your figures

Left some fuck niggas up in my past, I know 12, keep scoping my ass

Ride with a zoot and then do the dash, y'all fuck niggas keep chasin' that fad

Boy you DOOMed Pop out with that mask, finnese your bag, you can't get it back

Just the shadiest, understand, shit

Ayy, fuck a gangster, cause I ain't one, but still got that thing tucked

We can rip his fangs off, them niggas ain't us

That bread he makin' off the block can't match a paystub

R.I.P. my brothers, they good, they livin' through us

Hell nah, ain't finna call you back, I'm speakin' through the music

You wolfin, better prove it, cause them shadow really do it

Fuck nigga