[Verse 1: emcee Shane]

You think better with your back against the wall

Where my whereabouts always missing when they call

Stuck inside the gallows man this life is no facade

And i'm sitting playing contra while these niggas playing cards

This is seance music cause they wanted new shit

I'm posted on the wall trying not to lose it

When you sliding home

You may get some bruises, but it's for the best man you know you gotta do it

Fight fair will not fight fair, we fighting for that first class flight fare the demons right there with a slight scare round the corridor and you'll have nightmares

Himo told me man, this thing is like your house

If they do you wrong, you could kick 'em out

If they show some, clout you could take 'em out

Maybe grab the machete and cut they mouth i'm talkin' 'bout

Sitting on the porch again chewing on some polly seeds

You niggas probably plottin' steady sowing on some evil deeds

Designer rings and finer things i'm crushin' on your self esteem

[Chorus]

The coldest nights are the boldest nights in the acura the grim reaper tryna' hold me tight nothing's right

[Verse 2:]

Tribes in trenches, you know we always listen

Midichlorians and foot prints to the cabin what happened?

Those foggy, foggy, nights looking for action

No passion for this shit, i'm blunt ashing with a bitch from a city hella windy they hit casual licks

I get i'm the villain i'm the bad guy, talked shit, got hit, made girls cry, You don't really wanna see my bad side

111 ways to disrupt your mental, and it all really started with these pens and these pencils

Can you feel the power? can you feel it in your hands?

Pressure makes diamonds man i need you to understand

Osaka blades and running fades before my cousins gunner days before they put that cash away they hit the gas and flash away

They creepin' on ah come up, if they spot you you'll have no luck

24 got 50 more i know i need to hold up, living life like i'm much older, but i got devil on shoulders

Living life like i'm much older, but i got devils on shoulders

[Chorus]

The coldest nights are the boldest nights in the acura the grim reaper tryna' hold me tight nothing's right

[Verse 3]

We gonna get it on our own

Do you get it? got it, good. now we searching for some thrones

And we so far away from home, but what's the point of home if it's only student loans?

But this is seance music so don't confuse it with no other bullshit, the black on black fit i'm tryna' fucking get it

The swish on IG you know i wanna hit it

You know i wanna hit it, now she stuck on my line stuck in my fucking business

With some other bullshit with my curly haired chick and haha she hella thick and i'm feeling fucking legit