This one's straight from the heart Place Beyond The Pines Shout-out smokedope Grave Man Body Never Found Gang (yeah) You know how I'm rockin', cut off stockings Yoppas all up in my pockets Boots are Rock and jeans are Robin Got a Breitling for the timer Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (2016LYFE) MoundRich season, ho I'm in the place beyond the pines Runnin' 'round on Friday night See white crosses in the night And I'm still tryna run from my lies Bitch, I'm still creepin' with the knife Totin' on a scythe, creepin' with my knife Walkin' through the stalk, see headlights I'ma do me 'til I die, I'ma do mе (MoundRich, bitch) I'ma pop a headlight I saw death when I was ninе So I'm scared to sleep every night (Hauntaholics) I'm in the place beyond the pines So I'm still livin' in the night I saw the TV glow, I saw the blue lines Baby, tell me, will you come with me tonight? Baby, please, will you stay with me tonight? I'm scared to sleep every fuckin' night I just wanna smoke my cigarette and fuckin' die I'ma rock my fuckin' chains and my ice And pull up with my motherfuckin' Barrow Wights My wrist glist', my wrist shine like my knife If I follow my dreams, they'll give me life Bitch, we're the children of the night, hear our cry On my face, I swear, I will put a scythe On my wrist, I swear, I will put a scythe, yeah Step on necks, count up checks, bitch, 3AM Gang is my set Look how my wrist glist', yes, bitch, we MoundRich Hat Man, my therapist, predisposed psychosis Phantoms come to meet me in the pines by the mountain Pull up with them sticks, hop out we gon' get to jumpin' Smokin' cigarettes, baby, but I don't feel nothing Know it's fun to chase me, baby, but better start running Know it's easy to hate me, baby, you know my blood, yeah Big-ass chain around my neck, it's hard to hold my head up Big-ass knives I'm creepin' with, like Grave Man, yeah, I raised 'em Big-ass pole up on my hip, this bullet, yeah, it grazed 'em Go so stupid on the beat, you'd think that I'd be playing dumb So much money in my wall, I got anxious, stashed it all I hear voices in my room, heart so cold like it's been fall I been tripping way too hard, play that bitch just like a guitar I popped an opp just like a bar Big-ass chain around my neck, it's hard to hold my head up Big-ass knives I'm creepin' with, like Grave Man, yeah, I raised 'em Big-ass pole up on my hip, this bullet, yeah, it grazed 'em Go so stupid on the beat, you'd think that I'd be playing dumb Big-ass chain around my neck, it's hard to hold my head up Big-ass knives I'm creepin' with, like Grave Man, yeah I'm in the place beyond the pines Runnin' 'round on Friday night See white crosses in the night And I'm still tryna run from my lies Bitch, I'm still creepin' with the knife Totin' on a scythe, creepin' with my knife Walkin' through the stalk, see headlights I'ma do me 'til I die, I'ma do me, yeah