Voodoo

[Verse 1]

My moms said "The world in your palm, just gotta take control"

The god said "Peace, keep the devil in a hole"

The [?] said "Nine on the wrist, you know the code

Bro we don't entertain shit unless it’s 'bout the dough"

The cuz told me "You know how we do Streetz, blue cheese

Real nigga time, do him filthy if he move sleaze

Know the legend, you goin' over it like proof-read

Roof a nigga like GHB in your juice drink"

I’m the best, fuck what you think

85s tryna build, I spill blood all over your blueprint

Criminologist, "A block of sniffers" the rubric

It's eight-ball, ain't got shit to do with a pool stick

You know Streetz spit voodoo over Sadhu shit

My vibe hypnotize and it slide you with

Black magic, with the pen I craft classic

Rap graphic, see what I'm sayin' like it had caption

Work fire so I've always had action

Grams for 35, sheets of acid was the transaction

My rappin's like satin

Before you've ever heard me on a track, my name been ringin’ for the past 10

[Chorus]

Been to hell and back

Felon raps, sellin’ packs

Fiends rip the bag open and smoke it until they melon crack

Never lack, black MAC-11 for the devil

Tryna rise up a level, only find me where the cheddar at

Been through hell and back

Felon raps, sellin' packs

Fiends rip the bag open and smoke it until they melon crack

Never lack, black MAC-11 for the devil

Tryna rise up a level, only find me where the cheddar at

[Verse 2]

Still 2 for 30, 80 dollars for the grams to snort

Late night, in the afterhours on Van {?}

Bowl on a scale, smokin’ runtz playin' Tana Talk

Made a killin' on the Dream Market before they shut it off

Bands on the blockchain

Had slim bread then my knot changed

Only smokin' 98 Octane

It was all gucci ’til the cops came

Then I got an orange jumpsuit caught lockbox and migraine

But realize the stove's hot 'til you analyze pain

Socialized with older guys that gave me wise game

They told me, "Treat everything like a broken down package

Don't spend it before you get it, double up and stack it"

Far as bars they praisin' God like a Baptist

Now I'm back better than ever like scoliosis to keep it brackin'

Peter Luger while you eatin' rations

Freaks ride the meat with passion

The cash bring me satisfication

[Chorus]

Been to hell and back

Felon raps, sellin' packs

Fiends rip the bag open and smoke it until they melon crack

Never lack, black MAC-11 for the devil

Tryna rise up a level, only find me where the cheddar at

Been through hell and back

Felon raps, sellin' packs

Fiends rip the bag open and smoke it until they melon crack

Never lack, black MAC-11 for the devil

Tryna rise up a level, only find me where the cheddar at