Vernon - Show Me the Body

Over my shoulder I’m a card holder

Burn a car and a broken

One day I’ll burn spears and all fear

Choker hold in time

Tends to turn me cold in tryna fight

Tryna die, tryna get high before I get older

If you got it, come and ride on my sleigh

Fuck a and a tape

Think that he leaked but he gape

He tried to plead out when he’s late

But these ends are really only leaked in my grave

I cross these men in my way

These written I never save

Humble tones I used to speak alone

To peep my homie exposed

These drugs always lead to my dome

I get grown with these bugs and they eat at my home

I rip out the holes I took so long to sew

I took so long to sew

So I twist a bowl

I see my death but my son will get old

I see my breath down in the snow

Over my shoulder I’m a card holder

Burn a car and a broken

One day I’ll burn spears and all fear

Choker hold in time

Tends to turn me cold in tryna fight

Tryna die, tryna get high before I get older

I see it over my shoulder I’m a card holder

Burn a car and a broken

One day I’ll burn spears and all fear

Choker hold in time

Tends to turn me cold in tryna fight

Tryna die, tryna get high before I get older

Everyone call me when

Said some kids in my school they don’t know about shit

Lunch time, eleven graders made me sad

At the motherfucking table they was eating I would spit

After class I would get Dillon, Garret, Kevin, Will, Henry, Fig

Tryna figure out the crib

It was never no extra curricular, extra terrestrial

I was getting lit

Getting swizz in the basement

Now sure I feel sex

Might have been thick, might’ve been for man

I don’t give a shit, that was back then

And the super fat kids

Next thing I know, closing that bridge to manhattan

Shop with the stones and the sticks

It’s the fact that I’m grown in that sick

When I was young, I was down to roll

Breaking them bones, shop with the sticks and the stones

Ain’t tryna hear 'cause they already know

In New York, I been here before

When I was young, I was down to roll

Breaking them bones, shop with the sticks and the stones

Ain’t tryna hear 'cause they already know

In New York, I been here before

When I was young, I was down to roll

Breaking them bones, shop with the sticks and the stones

Ain’t tryna hear 'cause they already know

Over my shoulder I’m a card holder

Burn a car and a broken

One day I’ll burn spears and all fear

Choker hold in time

Tends to turn me cold in tryna fight

Tryna die, tryna get high before I get older

I see it over my shoulder I’m a card holder

Burn a car and a broken

One day I’ll burn spears and all fear

Choker hold in time

Tends to turn me cold in tryna fight

Tryna die, tryna get high before I get older