Bodega Bamz
Writing On the Wall
[Verse: Bodega Bamz]
I smoke a doobie with a motherfucking cutie
They calling me the OG, you motherfuckers knew me
My life is like a movie, fucking bitches with the Judy booty
Home improvement, I'm Tim Taylor with the toolie
Iffy, we used to kill the rugby game
Letting go of pieces worth more than your motherfuckin' name
I caught it on a tap line, had to bring the Feds in
‘Cause I paid off 5-0 with the brethren
Stop your bloodclot cryin'
All dogs go to Heaven, everybody dyin'
East side veteran, add then I divide
Every slab just to multiply every single Benjamin
Tanboy president, Spanish Harlem resident
William H, Bonnie, young guns regulate
Buffalo Bill, Tobe Hooper, Leatherface
Iffy call the Dalai Lama ‘cause I need to meditate
I don't talk much so I paint just to demonstrate
Spitting out champagne, every day we celebrate
Celebrate, celebrate
Spitting out champagne, every day we celebrate

[Hook: Youth Is Dead]
Writing on the wall
I'm paintin' what I'm sayin'
The Lord's knocking on my door
I ain't gon' waste my time no more
‘Cause I've been waiting and I see now
Satan tryna take me down
Writing on the wall