Selassie Drah - EXIT (feat. Dilla Sean & Rhia)

See the ghosts in my dreams at night gotta the exit
I know what is destined, I ain't got no death wish
Streak so clean but the whole town still wanna see me hectic
See me down and hot
See me down and hot
In my element with no regiment
Nothing devilish but they pedalling
Ain't no meddling when I'm scheduling
Where I'm headed is to the top
And I never land, do it with no gang
And I still plot on the opp
Plot on the opp on the block where it's hot
Slide man one let him aim that dot
Told him twice that it's no long talk
Don't do chit chat where I'm from
I'm in the cut, but I still bring the war
I got a bounty like this ain't a chore
It's been amazing, I'm levelling more
Drowning in power and ego galore
I'll beat the bitch in him
Devil on me and pitching sin
Accepted how much I get this grim
Light this whole shit to get this dim
Irony of this whole shit is
They say I quench they hopelessness
Try me one time this whole thing's lit
Watch your fam and your whole kin split
Psycho, I know, I check those phases
Get to work and I leave no traces
Ain't no telling where he gon' take it
Make the wrong move and your gang pacing
They know how deep this history gets and
We ain't got none to speak of brethren
Kick his door then attack like Beckham
Watch your life hit the ground in seconds, wow
See the ghosts in my dreams at night gotta the exit
Gunshot sound so festive
Woke up hot and sweating
Your shit make no rounds here, that ain't what we mess with
Got 'em down and hot
Got 'em down and hot
Niggas heated up
Y'all don't read enough but the scoreboard say we up
Rather live on code
How y'all niggas fold and you still came with no guap
Still came with no guap
Still can't make a bop
Still?
Fuck
Still singing that pop
See the ladies just hop
Niggas ain't finna drop
See the ladies just hop
Niggas ain't finna drop
Really 'bout mine y'all boys stick to the cap
I checked out y'all list y'all got shit to unpack
I can't jam your tape boy that shit is so trash
Y'all put conditions on love, ain't got no one givin' it back
Rhia put this bitch on smash
Might smoke on a victory lap
Got your girl straight givin' me neck
One hell of a time to reflect
I spend my days with this death wish
Of which I've grown possessive
Despite these things I'm blessed with
Good health, good smoke, good sexing
Whoo!
Don't be rapping like rappers
Lil homie don't trip you'll get slapped with these rappers
Everybody killing and dealing and I cannot listen, I tried
If I said that I did I was high
If everybody killing for real then how in the fuck are y'all still alive?
See the ghosts in my dreams at night gotta the exit
I know what is destined, I ain't got no death wish
Streak so clean but the whole town still wanna see me hectic
See me down and hot
See me down and hot

Written by:
Dilla Sean, Selassie Drah

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