Wido - Reverence lyrics

In the wrong direction on a one-way
Street they'll probably get twenty years
Of it i'll call a doctor in
A no parking zone- in
The wrong direction on a one-way street
They'll probably get twenty years of
It i'll call a doctor i'm
In it for the tinkering (DJ)

Sides from the medicine showin' up
Eyes rollin', triple K
Scars from the reverend showin' up
(Ha, ah, ah)

Open my sweat glands, money from my headbands
Sicko widens, numbers for my hitman
Thoughts get darker, brain go to
Harder, tireder, I'm up, man

Lucky I have no addictive personality
I told her tеll myself to make
Sure I got good mеntality
But if you got some drugs, then give into me
Make it heavenly
Turn me to the room and make
Me access all my purity

Visa or MasterCard place a
Hundred on your heart
One more chance, one shot guard up
(Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)

Open my sweat glands, money from my headbands
Sicko widens, numbers for my hitman
Thoughts get darker, brain go to
Harder, tireder, I'm up, man