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Andrew Moran
Andrew Moran
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Spencer Linn
Spencer Linn
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Waking up dead, yeah, but still I ride Making the worst of a short amount of time Muddy in the head and there's money on the line Reckon I oughta bask 'cause this ain't gonna be long Grown men die, chasing what I got, short supply You sound like all the rest and you're satisfied Wishing you all the best 'cause this ain't gonna take long Fade, I want none of this pride, you can take it all away Why do we gotta switch sides just to make another play? Snake, I been watchin' you slither through the weeds, chasing fame Slide, I can tell you need someone to confide I can see it on your face Fake smile, I can see it on yo' face, ayy Been a while since you opened up to me, ayy Crocodile, yeah, them tears you wipe away, ayy, ayy, ayy Caught yo' lies, what the fuck you finna say? Fuck the fame, they could take it, I'm already a ghost Why you saying what you can't? Everybody know you faux I ain't playing when I said I ain't comin' out this hole See the fake is a play, you ain't living what you talk 2020, I was trappin' out the south side I was 20 when I found depression about died 25, and now I'm stacking I'm about mine 2030, I'll be 33, I doubt I'll Make it, I'm already laying in the street, I been paved Time to surrender these thoughts up in my mind I can't take 'em to the grave Crying laying outta sight, yeah, I was born to suffer Trying, why the fuck you lying, pussy muhfucker? Grab that knife, I need this violence I'm piling up bodies silent, no life in them eyes is white I'm tired Muhfuckers ain't 'bout it, know y'all never wanted no smoke I was fucked up off of that powder, hide emotions under that snow I been running empty, got more than pennies That bread don't get me nowhere I'm slipping into abyss and I'm falling quickly I'm bouta quit, and I'm better off on my own Hey Got a part of me addicted to the pain Knife fight against a dying brain That part of me should be contained Stop struggling, that part will never change Fade, I want none of this pride, you can take it all away Why do we gotta switch sides just to make another play? Snake, I been watchin' you slither through the weeds, chasing fame Slide, I can tell you need someone to confide I can see it on your face
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