EB - Why Won't He Die Lyrics

Bitch I'm spittin comatose
My girl xxx cause she rip the roach
Pray to god that I don't overdose
Cause I always wana go and take the extra toke

I'm just tryna fly higher, slice beats Michael Myers
Skrt skrt need new tires, settin shit on fire
Rapping fast spitfire, not leaving survivors
Spark like the wires, f*ck you to priors

Cause I'm wait for the changes, life rearranges
Some shit sounds better after exchanges
Im flippin the pages, waitin for ages
And f*ck 12, we all end up in cages

I be livin sublime, killin the time
Livin my prime, killin the rhyme
Life be a dime, killin the crime
Wait for the lime, end of the line

One villain for all the children
Gun cocked and pointed at the ceiling
Trigger finger itch you know the feeling
And you know its for the weapon im concealing

God flow that duckworth
Got blood all on my shirt
Guess you dont know my net worth
So imma show you how this tec work

Look at me now
Compared to the people that running they mouth
Comparison legal if I was shot down
Why don't the people just hate on me now

Bunnies like Siegel till ankle was snapped
I don't be searching for girl in the back fire

Roll mutha f*cka roll, get stopped get popped mutha f*cka go
Explode with a stick and you don't know, what's a brick that's Shaq at the free throw
What's rich that's packed at a sea boat, and I'm rapping the back G4
!Anna go and trap at the east coast, wanna go and rap for the people, like like

Up in the cut I ain't ducking no both
Welcome to the show m'promisin you

How to go with the flow
Gotta take it slow speed it up
Gotta get the cash spend it right
Gotta pray like a Mennonite

Fruit is ripe, it's a crisis, my former teacher a bison
All of the talking be silence, I speak the truth when I write it