Creepin out the darkness
With a vest don’t make me start this
The ruler of the kingdom always turns out to be heartless
Uh, what does that mean?
What does that mean for a killa like me?
Open the gates and we get it for free
Melting em down b#tch I’m talking bout ice
Ice cream
Cream of the crop
Using your power for foolishness, f#ck
I ain’t got nothing but bloodied my shoes
And that’s just on the bottom from walking on skulls
Aye, smoking a lot
Handle my funds b#tch I know you cannot
Step to the plate and get up with my wickedness
This is the part where my blade get real interested
So I be cutting up where all your stitches is
I just be leaving no witnesses
Burning it down
Talking bout tree but you f#ckers just ain’t really into it
Gettin down with my mothaf#cking villains mane
Wicked clowns of the new school
So you know that I be
ROLLING IN MY, ROLLING IN MY
Mothaf#cking grave
Ain’t too many that’s been saved
Counting down until my days, aye
Writing the page
Then I get screwed up from all of this rage
Word to my homies can’t be here today
Do what I can so you don’t fade away, yea
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Yung Euphoria Lyrics – ROLLING