Blood on The Hill
Lyrics
Blood on the hill (Blood on the hill)
Came for the kill (Came for the kill)
Making a mess (Making a mess)
Loading my clip these bullets are blessed
You talking to much (You talking to much)
But I got a slang when I talk
You burning bridges
But I got a lean when I walk
Blood on the hill (Blood on the hill)
Came for the kill (Came for the kill)
Making a mess (Making a mess)
Loading my clip these bullets are blessed
You talking to much (You talking to much)
But I got a slang when I talk
You burning bridges
But I got a lean when I walk
I told you niggas I got it in me
Most of you niggas forgot about me
You represent
Get on your knees and repent
Living my life in the middle like Malcom
Full table
Fuck all you niggas you niggas ain't welcome
You niggas ain't welcome
I need revenge
I'm a dreamer
Doing my dance like Madiba
I see the rats in the cheese
Smile for the camera say cheese
I'm in element like air bender
I put in work like a boss and a manager
I don't get tired
Kevin Gates
Fuck all your hate and your petty
I'm from the bottom like 7 eleven
Now I stay prayed up and hope I find heaven
life is a lemon and I'm tryna squeeze
Kicking doors and I ain't got keys
I found the wind in the breeze
Killing the old me and I still got the blood on my sleeve
Geez you niggas thinking you popping like in fish in the grease
Blood on the hill (Blood on the hill)
Came for the kill (Came for the kill)
Making a mess (Making a mess)
Loading my clip these bullets are blessed
You talking to much (You talking to much)
But I got a slang when I talk
Burning your bridges
But I got a lean when I walk
Blood on the hill (Blood on the hill)
Came for the kill (Came for the kill)
Making a mess (Making a mess)
Loading my clip these bullets are blessed
You talking to much (You talking to much)
But I got a slang when I talk
You burning your bridges
But I got a lean when I walk
They wanna know how I did it
Told em' it's not for beginners
90% of us menace
How do you think we gon' get it with no way to get it
Sneak in your house pursuing your riches
Unexpectedly somebody's home
They got In a fight and he made a killing
Another day in the life and times
80% of us done some time
That's that shit I ain't fucking wit'
Took purpose and passion and coupled it
I made my way up a slippery slope
Blood on the hill
I'm seeing ghost
For peace and quiet I might slit a throat
Family's dying here nobody votes
Nah
They finna eat off your plate
Smile and shoot in your face
High off the rules they break
Why's this always the route that we take
I wasn't meant to make it out alive
Blessings on blessings I'm counting mine
Ones in my circle are down to ride
If you ain't ready I'll count to five
Five
We playing Russian roulette
Bet that I'm setting the bar at the top of hill
They my want my life
They don't want my bills
I'm Learning and climbing as long as I live
Tables are turning so stay off your heels
I kick game like I'm on a pitch
Ibrahimović I'm the shit yeah
Writer(s): Emile Peterson, Wasief Forsyth
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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