BONES, Lyson - DeadEnd* lyrics

Hit my phone but don't ask for me
[?] when I'm off the beat
Pop a collar, that's a quarter P
Ice cream man, master piece
Rap like me, act like me
Probably lay down and try to nap like me
Stack like me
Catch lightning
[?] the best
I can't stop, stop, stop, stop
Ten years later SESH is stable at the top, top, top, top
I can't figure how we made it
Then I look around
All I see is clowns
I guess I get it
What the fuck happened to the underground
Had to weed 'em out

Popping back right in it
The catacombs where we repping (repping)
[?] cut you up to just to rep it (rep it)
Skeleton be the section
My essence is to protect it
My leverage is too connected
My beverage is just for [?]
Hope they got backwoods in heaven

Day-dreamin about the dope
Day-dreamin about the dope
Day-dreamin about the dope
Day-dreamin about the dope
B got that dope
Jackie got that dope
Tyrus got that dope
Caleb got that dope