Testo Die In This Wraith - D-Block Europe
Testo della canzone Die In This Wraith (D-Block Europe), tratta dall'album PTSD 2
Pray to God that I don't die in this Wraith
Water on my cheek I drop tears
All my neighbours got horses and deers
The people tearing me down I once loved them so dearly
Now I can't let them near me i'm mind blown
We in and out of different time zones
This VV fiji it look better froze gettin' set in the white gold
Cooking crack up in my night robe
I pray to God that I don't die in this Wraith, before my time comes
I'm number 29, it's hard to stay faithful bitches send pussy all the time
From the big league to the actors, the influencers, the singers
Got bitches that are rappers, hood bitches want a baby from me
They want me to be a daddy
I'll take you shopping gladly
My plug rub his hands like Birdman sayin' RIP to miss Gladys
When we was young we was so savage
Before the dinger T-Max's we put shotguns in the cabby
Thank God I beat the case
Darling do not lie to me, I can see it in your face
I'm bout to nut in you, she wrappin both her long legs round my waist
Don't make a scene when we driving and we got guns in the car, and drugs in the car
Toxic love is having make up sex, make up sex so we ain't break up yeah
How the fuck we having make up sex, make up sex so we ain't break up yet?
Pray to God that I don't die in this Wraith
Water on my cheek I drop tears
All my neighbours got horses and deers
The people tearing me down I once loved them so dearly
Now I can't let them near me i'm mind blown
We in and out of different time zones
This VV fiji it look better froze gettin' set in the white gold
Cooking crack up in my night robe
I pray to God that I don't die in this Wraith, before my time comes
I'll be gettin' money for a hundred years
I got money out my nose and out my ears
I pour an eight and leave a tenner to say cheers
I make an M and then I watch it disappear
I know this lifestyle's giving nice cause we really living
I know the neck is full of ice cause we really drilling
She wear a different Birkin every night she really tripping
We got that money to survive then we started drilling
Share this angle like I'm Kurt, I'll fuck you til you turnt
Natural leathers on your purse, pour some litres and i'll serve
What I'm smoking got me feeling off this earth
My nigga's squeezing every demon on the turf
She like my flared fits, She know this kick game Jackie Chan, baby got bare kicks
I know your pussy halal so I ate that shit like spare ribs
The more that I look at my daughter I think we should have bare kids
Imma do what I want cause I really don't hear shit
Pray to God that I don't die in this Wraith
Water on my cheek I drop tears
All my neighbours got horses and deers
The people tearing me down I once loved them so dearly
Now I can't let them near me i'm mind blown
We in and out of different time zones
This VV fiji it look better froze gettin' set in the white gold
Cooking crack up in my night robe
I pray to God that I don't die in this Wraith, before my time comes
Credits
Writer(s): Ricky Earl Banton, Adam Nathaniel Williams, Jonathon Holder, Harry Beech, Stuart Conran Walter Narinder Doderer
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