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You know the beat won't repeat If the street don't agree You a son of their grief Had enough of the beef I'ma love more than me Nearly jumped off the roof Officer but don't shoot I'ma skank to the love I'ma skank to the love I'ma skank to the love I'ma skank to the love Ain't addicted to drugs I'm a victim to love 40 40 at lunch Now I'm stuck in the mud Turn to drink if shit ain't looking up like fam... Looking for my name a cup I lost my way on a bus I know the game rigged for us It's like yeah yeaaah yeahh Free your mind, free your mind Free your mind, free your mind Free your mind, free your mind Get the feeling that I'm invisible I know you watched it all When this brotha fall Fake can fuck a doll We're more subtle bro Hear this London flow Yea I'm posted too Won't Pick up the phone Got too high off love You should pace your lungs We should make more noise I'm a case in point She a case of rye Ima make her mine Hope my liver fine I'm paint a picture with my piss if they still don't comply What a life Wrote this leaning on a railing on the lower eastern side But there's still Scars on my hands like I'm OJ blud Made my first bag like I'm Dulce blud But I'm still broke like an old game blud Never admit but Miss my girl from my old lane blud Drink a little water for these pained souls Pour a little water on these baked roads Just Too hot for some tamed growth So Take a little bucket and make holes You know the beat won't repeat If the street don't agree You a son of their grief Had enough of the beef I'ma love more than me Nearly jumped off the roof Officer but don't shoot I'ma skank to the love I'ma skank to the love I'ma skank to the love I'ma skank to the love Ain't addicted to drugs I'm a victim to love 40 40 at lunch Now I'm stuck in the mud Turn to drink if shit ain't looking up like fam... Looking for my name a cup I lost my way on a bus I know the game rigged for us It's like... What's the lesson? Puttin rubbers on sketches What's the lesson? Broken rubbers & necking What the lesson? Crack pipes on benches What the lesson? Our girls are missing What's the lesson? what the lesson?!? Call your lady Hug your bredrin We all depressed in some low-key presence What's your essence if you running from questions? But now I'm in LA baby But they still won't pay me Got the white Toyota with the hazard lights on, Blowing weed on the i5 lately Been away Please don't blame me Rep London till my feet just hate me Seize the day Piece of cake Till you clock your phones your only decent mate Seems I'm invisible no more (no more) This rock I'm under bro Weighs 100 stone no more (no more) Switch the thunder dome Leave this brotha lone to soar I'm love more than you I'm love more than me They could shoot me to the floor but Music is the floor of my dreams seems You know the beat won't repeat If the street don't agree You a son of their grief Had enough of the beef I'ma love more than me Nearly jumped off the roof Officer but don't shoot I'ma skank to the love I'ma skank to the love I'ma skank to the love I'ma skank to the love Ain't addicted to drugs I'm a victim to love 40 40 at lunch Now I'm stuck in the mud Turn to drink if shit ain't looking up like fam... Looking for my name a cup I lost my way on a bus I know the game rigged for us It's like yeah yeaaah yeahh Free your mind, free your mind Free your mind, free your mind Free your mind, free your mind Free your mind, free your mind (On my life Ima rise, Take this human let it shine) Free your mind, free your mind (On my life Ima rise, Take this human let it shine) Free your mind, free your mind (On my life Ima rise, Take this human let it shine) Free your mind, free your mind (On my life Ima rise, Take this human let it shine) Free Your Mind
Writer(s): Preston Oshita, Nicolas Segal, Peter Wilkins, Jeffrey Gitelman, Taliah H Osteen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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