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Going up like crypto Don't know what to do with my dough I should buy my bag a bag But which? I can't decide though Flipped a full 180 Now you checking out your vitals Adding up seven, it's 187 homicidal (ooh) I'm 5150, I run through your city, I'm strapped with machetes Believe me, I'm petty, I'm rocky, I'm ready Straight to the dome got you dreaming, I'm Freddy You shouldn't upset me Every day that end in why I call it fright night Couple fangs on a grill, that's a light bite Two shots to the ribs, that's a highlight If the price right, turn them off, night light I just woke up and chose violence Woke up and chose violence Woke up and chose violence Woke up and chose violence, ooh Woke up and chose violence Woke up and chose violence Woke up and chose violence Watch me kill the silence You might also like Eat your heart out on a silver plate They've been fishy so I'm eating steak On the hook I catch'em with the bait Get up out my face, s'il vous plait Mess'em up and call it Basquiat If I see ya, it get nastier Downing bottles of Courvoisier Bury bodies in the backyard A parking spot, my only validation Wait for who? I don't got the patience Talking shit, you full of constipation You don't know the trials and tribulations I just woke up and chose violence Woke up and chose violence Woke up and chose violence Woke up and chose violence, ooh Woke up and chose violence Woke up and chose violence Woke up and chose violence Watch me kill the silence Woke up and chose violence Woke up and chose violence Woke up and chose violence Woke up and chose violence, ooh Woke up and chose violence Woke up and chose violence Woke up and chose violence Going up like crypto Don't know what to do with my dough I should buy my bag a bag But which? I can't decide though Flipped a full 180 Now you checking out your vitals Adding up seven, it's 187 homicidal
Writer(s): Takudzwa Maidza, Dan Farber, Alexis Boyd Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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