90's Rolling Music - Silent (feat. Ghost) Lyrics

Im the type of nigga
To creep up on you quick
Im the shadow in the night
Yes im the deepest darkest pit
Im parked out front its 2 am waiting on it to hit 3
So i can sneak upstairs and murk you nigga right in ya sleep
And you know how im coming gloves on
All black
In and out in five minutes im thinking i can beat that
Its just the evil side just popping up
Time to getem aint no talking bro bro watching know wussup
Im tired of niggas talking and hiding like bitches
If you want the beef come get my niggas gripping extension for the tension
And you niggas hoes
Shovels in hand me and my niggas digging all you holes
Its free styling f*cking pro
Its 90s rolling f*cking hoe
Its never yall friends just foes
And if yall niggas didnt know its over when the fat lady sing and look crescendo crescendo its over when the fat Lady sing and look crescendo

Im the type of nigga
Thats always staying quiet
Quick to run up on your side and show you blood is violet
Then throw a peace sign up
Lets stop the violence
Dust up on my bible
But every time i grab the cloth to clean my rifle
Loved Jesus as a child we aint spoke in a while
Im not chasing for no answers
But these rats be pocket watching
Tryna scam you for your cheddar
Snakes in the grass
On point with berettas
Had these lil niggas shooting like they know no better
Buzzards picking at his skin in the heart of the desert
Mind state of a king but they treat him like a pessant
Is it wrong if a man kills a man and goes to heaven
Cuz im looking for the check and im feeling kinda desperate
Tell the waiter cash out and throw it on credit
Throw it on credit
Throw it on credit