Yea I walk through the corridor I’m thinking this shits over
Got me feeling paranoid I’m looking over my shoulder
But I’m blinded by the lights and now my breath is getting shorter
It’s about to be our time ima preach it like I told ya
Boutta induce you like a cobra
You about to feel my fangs
Hypnotize the world just from wearing diamond chains
I can tell you without a doubt that you and I are not the same
Cause I do this for myself ion do it for no fame
It’s a shame that all of you are in the game
Bout to run it up and now y’all speaking on my name
Had to switch it up yea I do my own thang
Smoking on that gas we just rolled the romain
It’s a shame that all of you are in the game
Bout to run it up and now y’all speaking on my name
Had to switch it up yea I do my own thang
Smoking on that gas we just rolled the romain
I just want to meet my maker
Riding in the cut it’s two am
I’m on my way to meet you greet you see you gotta take me in
Cause I got some issues balling with new issue
Praying to the dead just to tell them I miss you
I just keep falling into a deeper hole
Keep getting lost asking where do I go
Yea I keep moving up but I still feel low
It’s like no matter how much I climb there’s just nowhere to go
Yea they hating on me cause I got evil in genes
That’s my DNA with a mix of promethazine
Got you guessing like you playing a game of satta king
I’m on game while you taking pictures with a fiend
Play it like I’m playing Satta and I do it with the partners
Crimey motherfucker
Slimey from the empty gutter
Thinking bout the guns and butter
Peeping through the shutters
Did I motherfucking stutter?
Ain’t nobody messing with the thunder
Messing with my brothers
Ima put you under run yo pockets how I’m talking
We just get it Poppin
Southside Wholigans Satta King Lyrics
