Talk

My cartier
Are priceless
Look onto
The lenses
All you see is dices
Im looking for spices
I mean a pieces
Matching pearls
Same dude
Did you come from street food
Hollywood
Bank
A hance 
Strain your back muscle 
Pull yo straps
This color is green
For the leathers
Squeeze
Try throwing
With some that this
Coke on your throat
Devil lye
In my veins boi
Stop by the kitchen
How do i explain
Banana yelk 
How could of i have lost
When 
I never had a home
Yeah 
I got that
Benjamin turbine
Expensive on how it stays wet
Taken in with your culture
My first strap
Lead to my murder
A balcony made of tears
I sit
Middled by day an night
When you have a appetite
For something
You go out an get it
Know what i am saying
The aroma from their graves
Brought hearts with no fame
The faces that hate me
I walk on em
Where do i go
Only one safe 
There is all my homies souls
Been lower
Funny no prices
Yeah the whole line 
Belongs here
Dont look behind the days
Love fixed the lite
Beg me too finish you
kneeling backs needs ceiling
Your tears began to fill
The hall grave 
Diamonds we feel 
Forget it
Threw the knife i had for their throats
Talk
I wanting to hear demons
Who has the keys
Is it that person in the mirror
I must say grace
Take it home