8pm in Loampit
Trill3r
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The way I'm touchin' these beats, it's unpredictable The way I battled depression, it was a miracle Tryna buck that nigga in my head, in the physical Pressure going up and down like we joggin' in intervals I'll put the music out, I'll be dodgin' them interviews First they love you then you're bound to get ridiculed And this ain't nothin' new man I've been the truth And I don't watch the news man they bend the truth I grew up in the zoo with Gorillas You know them hittas The boys that can get at you Hoodie on, black tints, got no visual Niggas bookie, Pukki with the shot, not so clinical But niggas dumpin' anyway, more shots, additional The first four shots totally missed but one's hittin' you It's like if we ain't on the news we're invisible Or just here for your entertainment this is typical I got a message from my ex and I had to delete it I can't deal with that kinda drama she'll be mad if she sees it I was reminiscing, thinkin' I should get back to my G shit Actually I deeped it, I'm happy, slap me, I'm dreamin' I can't leave my lady nervous when I ain't back in the evenin' I had to look at the man in the mirror and battle my demons Over 100 on the M way, tryna find a reason A nigga blowin' for the week I'll be back by the weekend I was making love to my girl she told me go harder Nigga run me a beat, I'm tryna go harder Got big plans, big man, no father Want a big yard, big car, no drama F*ck hard work but it pays off I was workin' a night shift thinkin' of day jobs I seen cuzzy's watch I want the same one please Or a bigger one at least, no days off please I was makin' love to my girl she told me go harder Nigga run me a beat yo I'm tryna go harder Got big plans, big man, no father Want a big car, big yard, no drama F*ck hard work but it pays me well Nigga had beef from Peckham to Ladywell I was slingin' cheese, dishing out Babybel And fucking with that hoe in Essex, that was a crazy girl She said f*ck me if you love me, I said f*ck it I'll say it girl And look me in my eyes because I ain't comin' back again She said you got excuses like, What you hurt your back again? You had another accident, let me guess You was comin' over here and you crashed again? I guess I've reached my maximum I'm going out with Max again I'm going back on Tinder and I hope we never match again Yes I can relax again If that's the levels then I'm matchin' it, you know Karma the biggest disease we're all catchin' it I found a wallet with no cash in it I don't know if I'd return it if the catch was in it A nigga grew up hungry, they're tryna take it from me I eat my food with my hands and I can clap you with it Keep my mind on my money we won't give that a visit I was making love to my girl, she told me go harder Nigga run me a beat, I'm tryna go harder Got big plans, big man, no father Want a big yard, big car, no drama
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