Cities Aviv Cypress Lyrics

Last breath on the tombstone
Kiss by the time we still, never miss home
Hatred instilled by youth, do the undoing
Some play Marcus, some play Judas
Some sink hooks in their venomous tongues and wild out for the weekend
Sex workers, Nick Cannons, and street deacons
The cemetery stay speaking
Any hex that you send, I'mma send it back
Any hate that you give, I'mma give it back
Once where you came from there
Fair shake, it was rough out there
Excursion, big purchase
No contents, yeah she got a working fit
Jet black like the fall/winter issue
My journeyman tote pistols in the freezing rain
All the days he strategized and ceased their pain
I done fought off more demons than all y'all I-done-made-it-ass niggas
The hillcrest Jack Rippers
I remember when little niggas grew fast, the envy make 'em act bigger
Slow it down, slow it down, slow it down dummy
This a gem, not crack money
Compound shake their mold, reshape your tone
Force field, you force L, gun in your mouth
I assume you lost it, that nigga he ain't die, he just forfeit
Sad scene, our memories washed in green
We smoke paralysis, numb to the core
[?] be battling, if it ain't broke don't fix it
Some remix it some don't make it
Black star lifestyle, every ghetto woman and child can feel the crowd shaking
On code, these are the things that we hold, mercy me