Lyrics Iayze – Cooked As Pie

I pass my childhood home memories kickin' in
I got some demons at my door and they say let me in
I guess God finally on my ass for all them sins
He want smoke? Okay whatever gon' help you sleep at night

I'ma have my shooter creep at night
He must not be seein' right
We just caught that boy in traffic left him at the fuckin' light
God don't let me fuckin' die
These lil boys got one more time
God don't let me fuckin' die
I know you won't fuckin' ride
Ridin' round with that chop on the side
Catch him then he cooked as pie
Catch him then we cook his top
He mad cause I took his spot
Ridin' around and I just caught me a brand new opp
Lame ass nigga gon' talk but I can't fuckin' talk
If you ain't talkin' money better fuckin' walk
Ridin' with this chop bitch show me the vault
Ridin' with this choppa it's gon' knock em off
Niggas hit my phone and say I fell off
You know I got racks you know I'm well off
Don't get killed over sum that you not involved

I pass my childhood home memories kickin' in
I got some demons at my door and they say let me in
I guess God finally on my ass for all them sins
He want smoke? Okay whatever gon' help you sleep at night

Lyrics rating:
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