D B4 D
| Title | D B4 D |
|---|---|
| Artist | B. Bacc. |
| Album | Long Way Home |
| Release Date | 2019-01-11 |
| Description | ? |
| Lyrics | [Verse 1] I said that this my bow in arrow flow Dead friends where they buried though Canadian, I’m in the snow Ciroc I pop, now drink it slow I fear this I fear that, my beard grown What that mean.. I’m a man ho Molly dust on my bed floor Dopmine make my head glow Meditate wit the medical Death is a bitch she provokin Huh, she got a smile that a cut ya heart open, oh shit Bleed thru my vocal cords My life an oujie board Ghost They wan see me more I need more that Toast I can’t be jamming all day Man I gots ta do the most I got to do more My life is runnin out Day by day they count me out Day by day I’m breakin down Day by day my heart break ouch! [Hook] Pass me the blunt Pass me the spliff Pass me another muthafuckin fuck to give Ask me what I want Ask me where I been Ask me how fuckin bad I really wanna live Death before dishonor watch ya karma Death before dishonor watch ya karma [Verse 2] I’m watchin doors shut like fuckin foreclosure I said we order more of those that be givin closure They miss the old me the old me is in a coma Pissed away my identity Ricochet who I’m meant to be Sick of sayin is you gettin me Mental case packin energy Quiet kid think the loudest Told my pop let’s buy some houses Fuck the cops they always doubtin Poutin when they see me lit Picture this, big brown bwoy boss U a little bitch You might also like[Hook] Pass me the blunt Pass me the spliff Pass me another muthafuckin fuck to give Ask me what I want Ask me where I been Ask me how fuckin bad I really wanna live Death before dishonor watch ya karma Death before dishonor watch ya karma |