BLOODY MARY (PROD. SANTOS SANTANA)

I seen too many f*ckin things in my home town
I know too many f*ckin b*tches bringin they hoes round
Please just leave me alone with that mothaf*ckin hood rat
Boom bap **** i dont wanna f*ckin hear it cut it out b*tch
Leave me on my stoop im a stoop kid look b*tch
I aint f*ckin hood rich real ****
F*ck you this aint mothaf*ckin hiphop
F*ck you this aint mothaf*ckin hard rock
Dont make me tell em that life is a felon and death
is the only real sound now
Cant tell you what i know if i dont know
Cant show you what i got if i aint got bro
Leave now and beware of f*ckin dogs b*tch
Talk loud and get dropped like a hood b*tch
Taken you down and around now your underneath
Leavin you down in the ground with the suffering
Dont try to leave no escape for the wicked see
Nobody leaves here alive and i hate to see
You never listened to me when i told you to
Lock all your doors and to hide all your vallueables
Dark matter inside of yo membrane
Insane kinda devil lookin sensei
Memphis tennessee where my grave lay
Yung demon lookin kid kinda hippie
Yung dread lock swag but i cant loc
YUNDDEADHEAD fag with a death hook
Gotta leave em in the bottem of pit
Why would god send me down with a gift
Bloody Mary..