Off the top, it’s a little different from what the grimy brand of boom-bap DZA tends to favor; here, a haunting chime arrangement pairs with up-tempo trap drums, painting a darker musical picture than the title might suggest.
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N***s talking on me, they be talking all that blasphemy
Demons all around me, man, I swear these n***s after me
Pull up on the scene and switch the shit, shit was tragedy
I stayed up in the streets, was cold so n***s had to strap the heat