sleeping with the dolphins
you must've had a death wish
if you're gonna test opium black
i really think you must've had a death wish
to the slums i pull press
fresh in a boatload to risk them bricks
i hope you make afloat the way jumping ship
this shit i smoke is the noisiest
you say what it would be like
this from street lights niggas that put in work
you don't know about what your running at the o's boy must you hate that
time to run for your life
can't give me no feedback
middle finger to the test
never drive by may i walk up on you
arrange for me to go down
when you're this cold you give god thanks
sleeping with the dolphins
you must've had a death wish
if you're gonna test opium black
i really think you must've had a death wish