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Oh, it gets hard with compromised lungs, my dear Yep, yep Couple, few hunnid spinnin' down the drain, no rotor rooter Roaches, down in the ashes, baby girl up laying nude or Lingerie on the body Dealer waiting in the lobby Brown and green and white to party Colors, colors, God, I'm sorry Thought about blowing my brains out in the Back of the Uber Been about 12 years high, wish I cut The kite much sooner I've lost count how many bribes I've paid to state troopers Keep me out the clink Brink Of and overdose Sink Full of vomit and a bit of blood Pardon graphic tidbits Desperately need to to delete all my dealers digits Kick it Without my head in the clouds is foreign Yep yep Damn near boring Yep yep Been resetting Yep yep Betting That it stops the warring Can't keep touring Like this Stuck inside a vice grip Need to relieve the pressure Need to release depression Weed crumbles in your pretty fur coat Lips stained with merlot Snowflakes in my Aston Martin What if we crash the car and Both of us dearly departing Paranoia start to sky rocket Yep yep I don't trust the drive tonight so I park it Yep yep Need a clear scope on the barrel so I target Can't get Caught in the shuffle Order the vodka, make it a double Wait, matter fact, get me water with bubbles Sitting across from bosses, need clear vision In case of a shot or a scuffle All of the poison in all all of my muscles Lost control on occasion Bad decision making Led to friction, waiting For the other shoe to drop They shooting cops? Yep yep Ain't paid em off? Nope nope That's rookie movies Yep yep We need to move, bet bet It's messy 'round here Getting testy 'round here Leave your besty 'round here Who's holding you down? And who's slowing you up? Anchor holding you down Coppers showing you cuffs Thank you very much and I'm out I can't cling to how I used to boogie That'll allow them pigs at the precinct to book me Grab your make up bag And your pretty purse Gotta flush the dope Before we hit the hearse Pit stop at the church Cleaning the karma 'fore we get them buckets seats We out luckily Gotta keeep it clean
Writer(s): Osaze Akerejah Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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