Aleo Barquin - ENT. Lyrics

Our last words written in the sand
I am what u heard
Nothing that was planned
I think it's a curse
Chasing these bands
Image of God based of a man
Boots help me stand
Funerals be damned
Confused in a suit for a lamb
Excuse the noose I usually am
In a better mood but man
I can't be
What u expect
I just be
And get a check
Pity the flight
The city in plight
Give me a milli on sight
Silly they killing in fright
Grizzly feeling they right
Miss me the dealings implied
Chilling picking a side
Villains willing to ride
Really living is living to die
Don't care if they miss me if they miss me it's fine
Rather them kill me then fill me pride
Be diddy keep ur city in mind
Experience filling my lines
Only facts not wasting my time
Nothings for u
Nothing is mine
All for my crew
All for my wife
All for the real who really living this life
Not about the feel but what's real and what's right
Don't get killed
Then ur dead
Not alive
Just get head
Then get high
F*ck it at least we tried
Stomach the f*ck shit with stride
Summoned on a summit just to glide
Jumped and trusted I would fly
F*ck it might as well dive
Going in lower
F*ck it it's forward
Never push over
God in my holster
Faith Grip in holder
Forty second closure
All from a stoner
Who brought god in closer