1.Please Don't Go
Gotta get up, book that flight
'Bout to hit that tour
Gotta get this money, baby
Oh baby, please don't go, please
Baby please don't go, please don't go
Oh baby, please don't go, please
Baby, please don't go
My murder mass chick tell me, 'Term, don't go'
I say, 'Here's a little cash, go burn that dough'
We in the hood ma but I'm tryin' to take you out of that
It's big bread in the game and I'm the part of that
I'm tryin' to get this big money for shizee
I be gone till November on the tour and it's legal
And I'm gone, gone, go smile, give me a toast
Put your glass in the air and shh？ I'm out of here
I know you love the way that I be breakin' your back
But when we in the sack I ain't makin' no stacks
And I ain't the type to sit around, broke for nothin'
My ma, I'd rather have you swingin' on the pole or somethin'
Can't you see my vision？
The cream, the winnin', the gleam, the leanin'
I had to make a mean decision
It's either sit around the hood, broke with a hoe
Or bounce on the tour bus, mind focused on dough, I'm out
My VA chick tell me, 'Please don't leave'
She tryin' to hide my keys on me when I'm puttin' on my jeans
I told her, 'Chill ma, I promise I'ma keep it real, ma'
You know I have my fingers crossed on a real, yo
I can't see myself tied down yet
I want a Bentley and a Benz, and a fly Corvette
And there ain't no other way to get it but on the road
When I come back from tour, hit you off with a rose
Maybe a ring, nah, never a ring
But when I pass through the hood, you know I give you a ring
I ain't tryin' to be foul, just tryin' to be rich
Tryin' to be up in the six with the ST Click
Listen to this, you hear, I be right there
That's a million dollar sound, we tryin' to keep that there
What use in droppin' a single if it ain't number one
I got ninety nine problems but you just ain't one, sorry ma
My NY chick tell me, 'Term, come back'
But she no speakin' English, she tryin' to learn all that
I told her, 'Yo me voy, mammy, I mean I'm leavin'
I be back in ATL by the end of the weekend'
Back down in Miami by the first of the month
I bought you a phone so you ain't gotta curse at me once
Just hit me on the jack, shorty leave me a message
I promise that I holla at you before I hit Texas
You gotta understand the game I'm in
I'm tryin' to get this money, you tryin' to cage me in
I can't be locked, baby girl, I can't be stopped
Bein' in the same hood for one day is a lot
It's different things, seein' different area codes
Picture Term tryin' to settle down and marry a hoe
While I'm here, relax and just kick it
'Cause when I roll out, know it's a one way ticket, I'm gone
2.I See Dead People
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
Welcome to the cemetery
Wonder what I see？
This one here died from HIV
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
I'm like the reaper of death
Taking steps through cemetery with my gold bottle of Hen
This is Jim, he the tool man
He flipt his new van over like a roller coaster
Got 'em on a new stand
And this is little Jen, her mama had her in the pen
So her future was bleek before it began
And homie right here he was in the grims
'Til he cold ran the wrong Colombian
Politician, collage prison, electrician
Officiation, we all gone end up in this position
In the box with our body all stiffen
This the homie Mark, he got murdered by a cop
In front of a NY barbershop where the kids starve a lot
OG's spark a lot, so the D's spark does not
Right in the parking lot
And this is little Chris he went through some shit
He had scoliosis and roller coasted his wrist
But nothing close to this kid named Rolen Nahodacig
Put toasters up to his wig and roasted him like a pig
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
Welcome to the graveyard
Wonder what I see？
This one here, yes, he must have OD
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
What a wild day
I seen a old lady burying a crack baby that was only three days
And this my homie Kane, he died in a plane crash
With the oxygen mask stuck to his face
And this is little Faith, she sip a little case
With a gray goose and drive a Lex coupe
'Till she's all stay true but swerve them play goose
'Til she pop, pop, popped right our her sun wouth
This the crazy truth
This mamy rockin' Daisy Dukes
Got choked until she turned baby blue
That shit was shady too
'Cause this cat around the way shot up the crib
Missed and hit the baby
To say it ain't true, hope you ain't next
Sincerely yours, it's the reaper of death and
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
Welcome to the cemetery
Wonder what I see？
This one here died from HIV
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
This is little Tamy, her uncle went up in her panties and hurt
her badly
When she was stayin' over grannies
Started takin' Zanex to erase the man who gave her bad memory
She fucked around and took too many
And this the homie Mani, he liked to skydive
'Til he hit a high ride, ended up on sci fi
Asked the lord why, but he could care less
Sincerely yours, it's the reaper of death and
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
Welcome to the graveyard
Wonder what I see？
This one here, yes, he must have OD
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
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