not my vibe

in the backroom
mask on face
rick my lace
chrome to waist
don’t leave no trace
she want taste
i can’t stay
i cant stay
i got blade
heart don’t race
patek face
I can’t see time
vetement on slime
shawty get line
he not gang
he not mine
i took ten
i’m still fine
i seen hell
i seen signs
walk on earth
not my kind
talk too much

not my vibe

off that fly shit
Y’s on my eye lids
Raf in my closet
Ion need stylist
walk in silence
she like violence
told her bite 
i move lightly
money too clean for me
don’t move grimy
but my Glock dirty
yeah, it might sing, it might chop

Not my vïbe?

Xelix