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Time is Dead
Time is Dead
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Riley Figueroa
Riley Figueroa
Letra
Vechoes Beats
Vechoes Beats
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Letra

Used to being bad kids
Always talkin’ mad shit
Whatcha say? I’m batshit crazy?
Mind’s fuckin’ hazy
Run up with my lady
Talkin’ shit as I please, evade me
Got no time for excuses, bitch
Do something, don’t be useless, bitch
I might have me, a little twitch
In my neck, when I pipe up & talk my shit
I’ve been feeling lo-lo-lovely
Tell me what you think, are you above me?
Cause if you think that, it gets ugly
Y’all, motherfuckers gonna run from me-me-me
Tell me what, you, see
In my eyes, when I be, running my mouth, lately
And I know, it’s not, who you thought, I’d be
Please, take, your, thoughts and, make ‘em history
(uh)
I’ve been fuckin’ actin’ up
Sorry, not, really
I’ve been fuckin’ up your, goddamn day
Hey, I’ll take, accountability
For that-that-there
You don’t know what I’ll back-back-back-back, up
My words with
I’m cursin’ this
Stupid fuckin’ bitch
Fuckin’ talkin shit, oh, oh, oh
I’ve been feeling lo-lo-lovely
Tell me what you think, are you above me?
Cause if you think that, it gets ugly
Y’all motherfuckers gonna run from me-me-me
Tell me what, you, see
In my eyes, when I be, running my mouth, lately
And I know, it’s not, who you thought, I’d be
Please, take, your, thoughts and, make ‘em history
Written by: Riley Figueroa, Vechoes Beats
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