Bloodlines

[Producer tag]
Cyanide

[Verse 1: Cyanide]
Black fit in when im rolling with the clique
Get a [?] if you fuck [?] six
Im a savage and [?] and couple actors
Im [?] shit and couple [?]
Lay low count the days slow
I just stay cold
Hey hoe talking shit but tryna cut my payroll
Still broke still dont have shit but the gang [?]
Tonight 06 moving to the grave
I'll be 4'5 for the last time
If you want [?]
Talking hella [?]
Pussy thinking he got [?]
My Glock, never ending twice
That shit left behind
My [?] and crisis and I can't hide
Ain't shit changed but the clouds when I [?]
Brain drips pain as I take another breath
Ain't got shit set the grave that I [?]
[?] runs deep bloodline break me down

[Verse 2: twentythree]
[?] whoms next
Cover [?] bladе
Still I aim for the neck
Hear a falsе claim on my name
Sever heads cold hands
Never shake or exchange for a [?]
I've been [?] lying on death bed
If you want you can take what you need
Wearing [?] down your skin where it bleeds
Fuck the scene
[?]
6'40 to the team
Never see the [?]

I dont need that
Bloodlines
Bloodlines run deeper than a feedback
Never keep that
Blood
Throw into the sun
I hope im here to take a [?]
I dont need that
Bloodlines
Bloodlines run deeper than a feedback
Never keep that
Blood
Throw into the sun
I hope im here to take a [?]