Dead Faces

[Verse]
Thirteen, I saw shit for what it was
My own blood, victim of a slug
Yeah that shit sound like it feel
Killin' for the turf, that ain't coming up on yo bill?
But you sayin' black lives matter
Rag a rapped around the chopper, then you chopping down your brother like
Do it all for two colors, aye
This shit ain't making sense these days
Got these lil niggas killin' for a bitch these days
Fuckin' code all broken, drop a rose for the stolen

[Pre Chorus]
Chalked out on the block that he walked on
No hop scotch but that nigga walked on

[Hook]
See cuz I got money on my mind
Knockin' off Christ for the paper
Bone chilling but I’m, so willing, aye
See, cuz I got money on my mind
Knocking off Christ for the paper