...And So It Was
Black Smurf, $uicideBoy$
Close your eyes to see what it really means
Effortless hands to hold on to peace
Close your eyes to see what it really means
Effortless hands to hold on to peace
Close your eyes to see what it really means
Effortless hands to hold on to peace
Close your eyes to see what it really means
Effortless hands to hold on to peace
Turning a blunt to ash like the phoenix
Weed in the bag deleted whenever I feel defeated
Feelin' like a gash that keeps bleedin' (keeps bleedin')
But even a cut will glisten when the incision is healing
Don't even know why I rap, I know y'all don't get the meaning
Even though I'm broke, I know you see me shinin' like you starin' at the sun
See me loaded like you starin' down the gun
The whole world sticking to cash like a piece of fucking gum
Hell is where I'm from
Well, I'm, well, I'm here to pop bubbles and bump
Got, got, got bags full of skunk (bags full of skunk)
All I gotta do is sell 'em, and I'm fuckin' done
Uh, uh
Close your eyes to see what it really means
Effortless hands to hold on to peace
Close your eyes to see what it really means
Effortless hands to hold on to peace
See, I never look sober, just looked over
How do you kill a rat? Turn to a cobra
Got no love for a plaintiff, sold my soul to Satan
Purple always on me like I was drafted by the Ravens
Got them drugs in my eyes, homicide on my mind
Grim Reaper of my time with the nine on my side
No need for a shooter, so make no mistake
You lookin' death in the face, when you play with my cake
You know the blunts stay lit, junkies steady robbin'
Let the blade get to work if we got a fucking problem
Hoes steady jockin', haters steady knockin'
That's how life's been ever since we got it poppin'
Close your eyes to see what it really means
Effortless hands to hold on to peace
Close your eyes, to see what it really means
Effortless hands to hold on to peace
See, this world fucked up but I ain't ready to leave yet
Cash on my mind, at this point, I don't need shit
Smoking all the time, mane, I swear it relieve stress
Attitude, opinions, mane, I swear you can keep it
Grind all day, so I don't struggle tomorrow
Hustle every day, so I ain't stuck in the sorrow
I still spring for the cash while you're playing catch-up
Let's see how many niggas switch when the money come up
For real, hustle
(Effortless hands to hold on to peace)
Close your eyes to see what it really means
Effortless hands to hold on to peace
Close your eyes to see what it really means
Effortless hands to hold on to peace
Close your eyes to see what it really means
Effortless hands to hold on to peace
(Close your eyes to see what it really means)
Effortless hands to hold on to peace
Written by: Aristos Petrou, John Crawford, Scott ArcenauxLyrics © Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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