Vernon Lyrics

[Chorus]
Over my shoulder I'm a card holder
Burn a car and a broken
One day I'll burn spears and all fear
Choker hold in time
Tends to turn me cold in tryna fight
Tryna die, tryna get high before I get older

[Verse 1]
If you got it, come and ride on my sleigh
f*ck a [?] and a tape
Think that he leaked but he gape
He tried to plead out when he's late
But these ends are really only leaked in my grave
I cross these men in my way
These written I never save
Humble tones I used to speak alone
To peep my homie exposed
These drugs always lead to my dome
I get grown with these bugs and they eat at my home
I rip out the holes I took so long to sew
I took so long to sew
So I twist a bowl
I see my death but my son will get old
I see my breath down in the snow
[?]

[Chorus]
Over my shoulder I'm a card holder
Burn a car and a broken
One day I'll burn spears and all fear
Choker hold in time
Tends to turn me cold in tryna fight
Tryna die, tryna get high before I get older
I see it over my shoulder I'm a card holder
Burn a car and a broken
One day I'll burn spears and all fear
Choker hold in time
Tends to turn me cold in tryna fight
Tryna die, tryna get high before I get older

[Verse 2]
Everyone call me when
Said some kids in my school they don't know about shit
Lunch time, eleven graders made me sad
At the motherf*cking table they was eating I would spit After class I would get Dillon, Garret, Kevin, Will, Henry, Fig
Tryna figure out the crib
It was never no extra curricular, extra terrestrial
I was getting lit
Getting swizz in the basement
[?]
Now sure I feel sex
Might have been thick, might've been for man
I don't give a shit, that was back then
And the super fat kids
Next thing I know, closing that bridge to manhattan
Shop with the stones and the sticks
It's the fact that I'm grown in that sick
When I was young, I was down to roll
Breaking them bones, shop with the sticks and the stones
Ain't tryna hear 'cause they already know
In New York, I been here before
When I was young, I was down to roll
Breaking them bones, shop with the sticks and the stones
Ain't tryna hear 'cause they already know
In New York, I been here before
When I was young, I was down to roll
Breaking them bones, shop with the sticks and the stones
Ain't tryna hear 'cause they already know

[Chorus]
Over my shoulder I'm a card holder
Burn a car and a broken
One day I'll burn spears and all fear
Choker hold in time
Tends to turn me cold in tryna fight
Tryna die, tryna get high before I get older
I see it over my shoulder I'm a card holder
Burn a car and a broken
One day I'll burn spears and all fear
Choker hold in time
Tends to turn me cold in tryna fight
Tryna die, tryna get high before I get older

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