DeadEnd - Dallas

Hit my phone but don't ask for me Silkk the Shocker when I'm off the beat Pop a collar, that's a quarter P Ice cream man, master piece Rap like me, act like me Probably lay down and try to nap like me Stack like me, catch lightning Hand to hand the best I can't stop, stop, stop, stop Ten years later, SESH is stable at the top, top, top, top I can't figure how we made it Then I look around All I see is clowns I guess I get it What the fuck happened to the underground? Had to weed 'em out Popping back right in it The catacombs where we repping, repping Me, I know some low life's that'll Cut you up to just to rep it, rep it Skeleton be the section My essence is to protect it My leverage is too connected My beverage is just for Devin Hope they got backwoods in Heaven? Daydreaming about the dope Daydreaming about the dope Daydreaming about the dope Daydreaming about the dope B got that dope Jackie got that dope Tyrus got that dope Caleb got that dope