Ricky Hil - More Or Less lyrics

I rose, out the ashes like a rose
Spirit ashes on my clothes
Tear gas wrapped in O's
Mama keep my casket closed
I'm fucking hoes after shows
I know you gonna doze
Your head is hanging by your toes
I hope no one hears
Cause, I know that death is near
I know it's hell that I'm going to (yeah)
Cause it's hell that I'm going through
When i see a sign I know it's you
When you die then I'm going too
Look at all the shit you put me through
I'm doing shit that they couldn't do
I'm the best dressed

Sittin' low in a black SS
Chain sitting on my chest
The pain bringing out my bеst
I sit with my pain in every breath
Thе same way I deal with every death
You see, this life shit ain't a test
That why I won't sit at a desk
I'm bouta get a Belair with leather seats
They're so classy, like the tats on her neck
I fuck the back of her neck
You don't appear as a threat
Send you back my respect
Kinda like, you went back on a bet
Well, ima shark, like the back of a 'vette
I recline in them cars
Smell pine in them jars
I heard they got bad bitches there
They ain't really fine as ours
Can't hold Ricky down, You Can't-