This song got me through about offing myself. At the peak of it, 6 departed. Had it not been for his music I would’ve joined him. I had to take a break from his music for a bit while I got help but now I can enjoy it again and smile at how far I’ve come. Hope you’re still on some dawg shit 6
[Chorus x2] Green in the cup, blue on the benjis Smoke in the dark, gas we got plenty Money counting up, duffel gettin' heavy I glow in the dark, demons tryna test me [Verse 2] Finna cop a penthouse, feel like Zack and Cody Bad bitch in the lobby, but she ain't Mr.Moseby She ain't Mr. Moseby, got 'em all jumping [Verse 3] Bankrolls in my pocket, can't fit in a wallet They tryna stop it, they can just watch it Bad bitch in my cockpit, beat it up like mosh pit I'm a young prophet, finna make these profits These rappers my kids, swear they all adopted And the way the sauce drip, came from the faucet Gas be in my lungs, got me fucking coughing Put them in the fucking dirt, Burberry coffin [Verse 4] They move in slow mo, like it's a replay I need like 6 bands, like every damn day Like every damn day, I'm in my own lane You might also like Faygo Dreams 6 Dogs Push Ups Drake Like That Future, Metro Boomin & Kendrick Lamar [Chorus x2] Green in the cup, blue on the benjis Smoke in the dark, gas we got plenty Money counting up, duffel gettin' heavy I glow in the dark, demons tryna test me
