Conscious Dying Association (feat. Ethan Ross)

Sky falling down, world ablaze all around us

My soul was six feet, I had to work it from the ground up

I’m throwing bows, breaking your bones, I got my pounds up

Your hoe should know I’m taking her home, she going down, trust

Path of corruption, embrace that shit

Took a punch, drew some blood, love to taste that shit

Yeah, my own funeral, bitch I’ll be late to that shit

They were praying they could take me, hoe, take this dick

Now it’s sweet cause I got my fucking blade in that bitch

When we pull we gonna make you fucking break in that bitch

Six feet underground you steady fucking around

We the type to hold the crown hold up bitch ay hold it down

Got my favorite type of coma hell type of persona

Demon if I wanna you know shawty gonna come over

Kirby with that sword when we pull up shit is over

Raw doggin’ my cutie I’m her favorite type of lover

Ay fuck all that talk we gonna put them in a casket

I don’t even give a single fuck bitch if you like it

I be up in Berlin with my boy like he a psychic

Up all week we tearing up that bitch I know you like it

Who the fuck? Stop playing you get stuck

Ripped to dust no ambition you get fucked

All you pretty little bitches trynna gather around my cock

I don’t give a single fuck bitch if we pull up better duck

Sky falling down, world ablaze all around us

My soul was six feet, I had to work it from the ground up

I’m throwing bows, breaking your bones, I got my pounds up

Your hoe should know I’m taking her home, she going down, trust

Path of corruption, embrace that shit

Took a punch, drew some blood, love to taste that shit

Yeah, my own funeral, bitch I’ll be late to that shit

They were praying they could take me, hoe, take this dick