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Wait hold up needa to take a step back Every move i wind up making end up feeling so attacked On my knees i get to praying to a god i half believe in But this vision is too black to come back from Thats how its seemin' aye Its been that way I got dope to roll on these hoes that play Keep my head in snow globes Imma keep smoking Tropical watch me pullup Three deep swear to God We gon mop em up Vision staying blurry the percocet Give me visual what you Fuckers cant see and i been smoking Residual cause the pain been cutting deep Ima OD when im twenty a motherfucking Sight and what had happened pussy boy You said you see me its on sight And all that cocaine had You lit but were you really trynna Fight and if you wanna runn my fade Over a bitch who spent the night Not hard to find On me got this pain but i dont live in shame You keep track of your worries I dont fucking hide them At this point my bitches considered my slaves So let one thing be known That LY the new problem Nineteen nine bars wars in the sandwstorm Drop when i hit got top in the vick Glock pop shot wha nah keep the fucking Windows down northside percy Slide or die on the rise Gang Gang LY i already hit girl Maybe 4-5 times so just Lemme switch lanes let a Motherfucker ride if you wanna Come and play Im chucky 89' Uh'
Writer(s): Justy Arceneaux, Nicholas Maus, Tyler Arbon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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