Intro

I recorded it, I recorded it, hold on Baby, hold my hands and my soul tonight You only care probably for tonight, yeah Time again come and do me somethin' right You're my girl, you're my girl Baby, hold my hands and we're goin' to work They over here and they goin' to work Hold my hand and we're goin' to work You're my girl, you're my girl Ayy Ayy Huh, seven minutes in Heaven with my accountant Talking 'bout me, kissin' bands off by the mountain It's their job to doubt everything you have won We love 'em but just because my heart is a golden gun, uh I mold, future that's untold Manifest my goals, relinquishin' my foes Incense, baby, hand me the sage The negative energy, boo, I shoo away This cadence is killin' me, should be put away It keep 'em addicted, they rehabilitate I'm feelin' conflicted, my presence a present, you peasant Been sentenced for bein' a menace to p***y niggas' feelings With that said, humanity been dead They treat us like we mechanical pencils, we misled And fuck the feds, some were foreign like fans like in Bora Bora So please call the coroner, this nigga dead --- Intro - Ski Mask the Slump God