Runnin' Thru the 7th with My Woadies

(When you come home, I'll stop this)

(When you come home, I'll stop this)

View from a balcony, pool lit up blue

Lawn chairs next to the ice chest

Stuffed 2 grams in the blunt that we just blew

Now I'm getting blown by a bitch

Who? I don't know her name

Gold chain hanging got a few in the room, but I don't wear them out

Only wear them in the house 'cause I shine so bright, I don't want to blind you

Who knew Yung $now wouldn't melt in the summer, it's true

Cold as a polar bear chilling with Stunna and $lick

I'm surrounded by tulips, got me 'bout two clips

Got me 'bout two scripts, filled up with Oxy

Smoke hovers all around my fucking body

I murdered this bitch named Oddy, yeah, I shot him

$lick got the shovels and we digging all night

Pouya in the Caddy

Told him shine the light bright 'cause I'm digging in darkness

What was a good day has turned into the usual

Back in all black like a funeral

(When you come home, I'll stop this)

(When you come home, I'll stop this)

Running from the cops through the motherfucking 7th

Six bodies dropped and nobody went to Heaven

Block stay hot when I'm creeping with the weapon

Gotta keep the pills in me all because of my depression

City of the crest, I'm riding with the Smith & Wesson

Got a motherfucker guessing when I hit 'em with the blessing

2 shots to the dome, 6 shots in the chrome, all shot through your home, now that's a crime zone

$-U-I-C-I-D-E

$carecrow creeping with Uzi

Lucifer, please come save me

The crucifix is at my feet

Walking through the depths of hell

Watching as the oceans swell

Grey*59, that's Los Cartel

Nothing but death in every cell

(When you come home, I'll stop this)

(When you come home, I'll stop this)

She too deep in the flask

Drinking and thinking gon' lead to a bad decision

Déjà vu, I've been through it with you

Multiple times on many occasions

Contemplating vacating without you, I doubt you the one

I could be wrong, I could be sprung, I could be dumb

I could be dumbfounded, well rounded

Plus, the head game therapeutic

She knew that she blew it like Nintendo

You heard me, some of y'all better curve me

My dick game army strong

My only hope is my song go on for long

This life ain't promised whether you accomplished

What you think about inside of your apartment

You working for nothing you worthless, bitch

(When you come home, I'll stop this)

(When you come home, I'll stop this)

(When you come home, I'll stop this)

(When you come home, I'll stop this)