Dead Man’s Hand

[Chorus]
TR on my feet
No I can't sleep until my bands up
Your talk is way to cheap to speak to me
So I don’t answer
This 40 on my waist
Will turn a sloth into a dancer
If you want smoke with me
Bounce out come see, I got no manners

[Verse]
Y-Y-You're another fucking bitch
I see pussy in your face
I'm not with that fucking shit
[?]
Yeah this [?] a fucking joke
[?] I do
All you faggots talk about
Shit you never fucking do
All these whiny fucking kids
Singing all these sad songs
Everything is fucked up
I don’t know where I went wrong
If-If I look back in the past
I won't know where I left off
I spent seven on some Prada
I ain't got no fucking job
Like one bitch, two racks, I know they notice
Who's that? I hold my focus
What do I have [?]
I stay within my locus
I feel I'm never open
Fuck that I'm nеver folding
Fuck that I'm never folding
Fuck that I-

[Chorus]
TR on my feet
No I can't sleep until my bands up
Your talk is way to chеap to speak to me
So I don’t answer
This 40 on my waist
Will turn a sloth into a dancer
If you want smoke with me
Bounce out come see, I got no manners