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Soldier Kidd - No Oxygen (Official Music Video)
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Soldier Kidd
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Soldier Kidd
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SephGotTheWaves And I just wanna (ayo Pluto) You goin' Brazy (cah I really wanna) Make that shit right, Eighty8 What up, don't get it wrong The real shit, some real ass shit right here I just wanna, I just wanna breathe, uh I just wanna breathe, how I'm 'posed to breathe? They was hating 'cause I'm Haitian, now they hate me 'cause I'm me E'ery day retaliation, I'ma leave it in these streets Probably thought I'd never make it, why they never think of me? Nigga be away I'm bankin', I ain't even had the keys Rather let them niggas take me 'fore I die on my knees I was on vacation, I still ran up thirty G's Nigga we don't take vacations, we gon' get you when we see I'm likе baby, please You say you love me but you love anyone with cheese I'm from that ugly, it's like we beauty in the street I just wanna breathe But you don't need no oxygen as much you need me I'm out here tryna drop a bitch, pull up on that three I can't give you all of it, my heart ain't got no peace Remember I was starving, I couldn't even get no beans Now I lookin' neat I done shook the world, they hate to see it but they see Your lil' brother in that dirt, tell me if y'all wanna meet Ain't nobody had to hurt how we done hurt but we gon' eat Ain't nobody put the work out, we don't work or we believe Nigga I'ma get you murked, I'ma see about that belief The day I leave this earth I hope I come back as a tree 'Cause I just want to breathe But how I'm 'posed to breathe when you suffocating me? I don't put no shirt on my heart, on my sleeve 'Cause I just want to breathe (What up, what up, what up, uh, come on) Baby can you help me breathe? (What up, what up, what up, uh, come on) And I'm fly as a bitch, you can die as a bitch I done got it off the ground, I'm probably grinding your bitch I don't care 'bout this town, I'm on the outties with my bitch You don't want fifty rounds, keep yo' eyes on your bitch That's just if you wanna breath 'Cause nigga if you don't I got jerseys for the team I'm somewhere in Calabasas, somewhere they would never be I don't know what happened, don't know why they question me Ain't know it was automatic, like the weight with that heat I don't really think you matter, baby I just wanna beat I don't really think I matter 'til they seen a couple G's Say the time never matter but my time ain't for free Someone please throw a ladder 'cause they tryna bury me (Ay, ay, what up, what up, what up) Really can you let me breathe? Baby, I just wanna breathe (And I swear, a nigga just really just) And that shit fuck a G (That's how I be feeling) Can you let me breathe? 'Cause I'm just tryna breathe I just really wanna breathe, uh
Writer(s): Joseph Thomas Boyden, Eric Foley Jr, Georgia Rose Boyden, Roland Hannah, Carl Exantus Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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