AsTheWorldHasATendencyOfDoing - BONES

When the birds fly south and the snow come down and the crops all die

Bitch I’m outside, rolling these bones now Bones be high

If I ever go broke like I was last year, I’m not even gon' lie

Bitch I might ride, bitch I might steal, bitch you might die

Browning logo, moving slow mo

Cohoctah Woods but I’m still in NoHo

Eyes like GoPros, I catch the low low

I see what you don’t, I know what you don’t

Ghillie suits now, lined with goose down

Skeptic critics say that I’m the proof now

Hope they hate me, I really mean that

Change the game, bitch, who brought the scene back?

Let the fans down, I picked the fans up

Looking bend down, we got our bands up

Everything is just like I’m dreaming

If you ain’t, you bitch, you ain’t leaving

You ain’t breathing, we ain’t teasing

Always dropping, never take a breather

Showing up is just conceding

They wanna be us, they wanna be us but they can’t

Could ride in Beamers but we ride in vans

Wanna see us, they surround the van

But the window tint make sure they can’t

I’m just tryna get home safe

Roll me up a big ol' 8

I’m just tryna get home safe

Roll me up a big ol' 8

Feeling something like Joni Mitchell

I’ve seen some shit and speak on the issue

You live in hand but you talking pistol

Tell me how the fuck that work when they come with missiles?

They banging now, you laying down

Spraying rounds so you praying now

Don’t be barking if you ain’t gon' bite

'Cause we all know people that will tonight