DEAD Way Home (feat. Sap Tank & Skinny Dweeb) Video (MV)

Roll a blunt stay as high as duat
Do what I want niggas gon do what
Battle rap now they needing a ward
I know I'm the one I don't need an award
All my steppers ain't stopping for nun
Stepping on stones or your head just for fun
Stacking dough might go marry a nun
Them bitches too cold and kill like a gun

Bitch niggas throwing stones
Sap pick em up to go build his empire
Told Slay I ain't f*ckin with whores
I'ma stick to my word till the day that I retire
Truly ain't f*ckin with whores I gotta get doe I stay on my grind
Too black loadshading be blocking my shine
I'm preaching love yours but I gotta get mine
Gotta keep going one day at a time
These niggas be hitting my line they asking me questions and lying
I don't even know why they trying
Coming in pairs and they die as a pack
They make a new gun every time when I rap
Them fridges get full and in plastic I wrap
MCs and bitch niggas get tossed in the trap
Left my Gs at the spot now I gotta go back

Roll a blunt stay as high as duat
Do what I want niggas gon do what
Battle rap now they needing a ward
I know I'm the one I don't need an award
All my steppers ain't stopping for nun
Stepping on stones or your head just for fun
Stacking dough might go marry a nun
Them bitches too cold and kill like a gun
Roll a blunt stay as high as duat
Do what I want niggas gon do what
Battle rap now they needing a ward
I know I'm the one I don't need an award
All my steppers ain't stopping for nun
Stepping on stones or your head just for fun
Stacking dough might go marry a nun
Them bitches too cold and kill like a gun

Do what I wanna I ain't Never gon run
Got these haters on sight and you know it aint ayt
I might jus flip on em like we on dice
And you know it ain't nice when we bout to go fight
It's okay if they wanna pipe down
Buh me and my niqqas keep turning it up
We the realest and yall finner judge
Ahead
Ain't nobody be holding a grudge
That's why most of yall niqqas stuck
Ain't noway you can compete with us
Your bitch asking for pics, autographs and all of that shit
I ain't with it I guess
I go enter the booth with the best
Hell's kitchen got fire no rest
We go hard everyday you depressed
My nigga we finner get outta the trends

Roll a blunt stay as high as duat
Do what I want niggas gon do what
Battle rap now they needing a ward
Know I'm the one I don't need an award
All my steppers ain't stopping for nun
Stepping on stones or your head just for fun
Stacking dough might go marry a nun
Them bitches too cold and kill like a gun

Tabs on my homies need all of us rich
Can't deal with the boy if the homie a snitch
Fiddle get a stich
No time for em thoties I'm finna get rich
My eyes on the price and boy I never flinch
Pinch a bitch on the back tell her let's get the bag
Trapping and drilling Slayall never lack
I'm stepping and stepping move heat in the South
Lehippi don hit me said he got the pack
Got the pack
It's just the inception lil shordy a six
Can't make an exception, I'll be in the six
With the bars and the fashion
You peeping on Insta then you know the caption
Four seven for life ain't no bitching or capping
Your bitch get to clapping when Slaysall is rapping
Its bars in the section bitch niggas won't say
Shit
I'm done with this rap shit

Roll a blunt ,stay as high as duat
Do what I want niggas gon do what
Battle rap now they needing a ward
I Know I'm the one I don't need an award
All my steppers ain't stopping for nun
Stepping on stones or your head just for fun
Stacking dough might go marry a nun
Them bitches too cold and kill like