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David McGregor
David McGregor
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Biv
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Lyrics

Can't tell a soul where I been at Mental relapse got me talkin circles like it's rehab But fuck that Push the weight you always like to chit chat Don't give a fuck about the new you, bitch you just my throwback Here's my nuts go ahead and hold that You basic ass act I wouldn't follow If I had the chance to make 100 racks But I bet you know that Anxiety my property You ain't seen that side of me Fuck around and go and show that Too much disrespect Till your ass is gettin checked All my life they talkin' shit Fuckas need to brush they breathe Couldn't make a single step Couldn't keep a single flex Put ya homie on a shirt But never put him on a check What's it lookin like? Bitch you think it's sweet? Take ya own advice Take her out the streets Fuckas owe me fees I been comin for the green Cash cash and the gleam Diamonds drip round me Boy you feign to be me Couldn't find a lane so yall keep the same speed Bitch better swerve before you come around me I'll hand ya bitch around the team Just cause she wanna be seen Come for the spot you been seek Till my pockets knee deep Fuck what you thought Fuck you talk around me I been the same lad 7 days a fuckin week Fuck what you thought Fuck you talk around me I been the same lad 7 days a fuckin week Nonsense seem to be your fixture Love the way you paint a pretty picture Too many bites got them visions mixed up Difference between me nobody ever miss ya These bitches been tryna swallow up my mixture Even ya mama tryna get a little hiccup Stop playing games with me until you zipped up Fuckas wanna feel my pain until they ripped up No complaints, I'm just saying, bitch I been fucked up I bury all my problems 20 feet under Might fuck around and push up daises in the summer Life always been a bitch that never loved ya
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