Lyrics The Edge - Booka600

The Edge

Touch of Trent be wildin
I hope a nigga don’t test me
I signed up for this shit no lesson
All this money won’t drain my feelings
If I got a judge nigga might kill him
Had a die my best friends
Post traumatic stress and thats that
Push a knee checked out
Shit im losing my head
Beneficiary doesn’t make us friends
Lookin death in the eyes anticipating
Living life in the world, so satanic
We the slaves in the street as plantations
Devil whispered in the ear of a grown lady
You can see the feel when the barrel rotating
To get a 20 years take me out in one day
We can’t resolve a problem when they all hatin
I feel Jewish God is my outway
When I pray, my temple is my body
Riding country club hills on a Harley
When you’re from Chicago, no palm trees
Synthetic love no heartbeat
kill babies
Cold 0 Celsius
We ain’t closest friends is hating
I hope a nigga don’t test me
I signed up for this shit no lesson
All this money won’t drain my feelings
If I got a judge nigga might kill him
Had a die my best friends
Post traumatic stress and thats that
Push a knee checked out
Shit im losing my head