The Edge - Booka600

Touch of Trent be wildin

I hope a nigga don’t test me

I signed up for this shit no lesson

All this money won’t drain my feelings

If I got a judge nigga might kill him

Had a die my best friends

Post traumatic stress and thats that

Push a knee checked out

Shit im losing my head

Beneficiary doesn’t make us friends

Lookin death in the eyes anticipating

Living life in the world, so satanic

We the slaves in the street as plantations

Devil whispered in the ear of a grown lady

You can see the feel when the barrel rotating

To get a 20 years take me out in one day

We can’t resolve a problem when they all hatin

I feel Jewish God is my outway

When I pray, my temple is my body

Riding country club hills on a Harley

When you’re from Chicago, no palm trees

Synthetic love no heartbeat

kill babies

Cold 0 Celsius

We ain’t closest friends is hating

I hope a nigga don’t test me

I signed up for this shit no lesson

All this money won’t drain my feelings

If I got a judge nigga might kill him

Had a die my best friends

Post traumatic stress and thats that

Push a knee checked out

Shit im losing my head