Scratchin'
Eris Dublin
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Scratching, like I need me some bud But, I need me a cut Plus I got some blunts we could match it Man, only my barber could line up, what the f*ck? You didn't learn from your actions Got me shaking my head while I'm my holding hand out Like I'm tryna cut to the basket Acting tough gets ya ass kicked Don't get grown, 'cause you ain't too tough for a casket Making me turn agendas, you burning your bridges But living it up is the habit When the stu' is your habitat, I'm going back to back Just tryna double the backends With me it's never static My brother he got me, he swing on you like he Thanasis Don't be filing complaints, and send for constraints I get back, like filing for taxes Shuffle my energy, you wanna see me flip Some of them envy me, you wanna be a Vic Waiting to send for me, that's when I leave a tip They won't remember me, I've become deviant It's like a lie to me, I can't believe this shit Why you surrounding me with disobedience I'm out the mix so don't care for ingredients Think I'm mime, I won't care if we speak again I get shorted, then want people want shortcuts Short tempered like I'm on the short bus Shortstop with the catch on a shawty Long story short, she 4'10; that's shortstuff That's a reach, well okay we could take it there I don't play by the rules, you don't make it fair I'm a G.O.A.T. to the naked eye and the ear Maybe i am the heir, not just an engineer They be focused on me, but I'm outta sight Got em squinting, like they see a lot lights If I stayed around drama, I gotta fight So I left, had to go get my pockets right Still alive, but these days I've been dying out If I aired out ya laundry, it's drying now Hate when liars say, what's there to lie about? Made me spit me out my water like Wild-N-Out Shuffle my energy, you wanna see me flip? Some of them envy me, you wanna be a vic'? Waiting to send for me, that's when I leave a tip They won't remember me, I've become deviant It's like a lie to me, I can't believe this shit Why you surrounding me with disobedience? I'm out the mix so don't care for ingredients Think I'm a mime, I won't care if we speak again Scratching, like I need me some bud But, I need me a cut Plus I got some blunts we could match it Man, only my barber could line up, what the f*ck? You didn't learn from your actions Got me shaking my head while I'm my holding hand out Like I'm tryna cut to the basket Acting tough gets ya ass kicked Don't get grown, 'cause you ain't too tough for a casket
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