French Montana & Mikky Ekko - Documentary

[Intro]
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[Chorus: Mikky Ekko, French Montana]
Guess I got a real bad habit of killing 'em all for the taste
It's a life so savage, where all of your prayers go to waste
Take me by the hand, take me by the hand, let me lead you, honey
To the pearly gates, oh
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Montana

[Verse 1: French Montana]
Life turned to flashes, feel like you don't ask
Doors turn to caskets, right back to them ashes
Workin' to be masters, workin' for the masters
I see you clear like Malcolm with them glasses
Had me and I see you laughin'
They ain't come to see mе, but they'll show up with the captions
Everybody wanna bе captains
It's how you bump heads and the Harlem, that's the Ochocinco habit
I'm not your average, light them matches
Bump of Catholics in Christian shoes is actin' in interludes
The young pioneers, can't touch it
Seven Lears, to the buses to them flyin' Lears (Montana)