Imaginary Friends

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Skypp

Skypp is a musical artist known for his versatile rap and hip-hop style. He has gained recognition for his thought-provoking lyrics and smooth delivery. Skypp's music often explores various themes of love, self-reflection, and personal growth. His unique sound and ability to captivate listeners with his storytelling make him a standout artist in the genre. more »

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I got imaginary friends
Hella voices in my head and they talk to me
They tell me to leave 'em dead
Paranoia got me strapped like it's Call of Duty
I'm falling through me and my
If I was you then I'd be careful who I call my friend
They put curses on this land, we put purses on they head
We ain't beefing, you a fan
I can't avoid it
I'm hearing voices
They telling me slide
Gotta be the paranoia
You don't wanna die?
You willing to kill?
Then go get a gun
And another one
F*ck it, another one
F*ck it, I'm falling in love with 'em
But I ain't no simp
If I ever feel played, I'm dumping 'em
Demons on my conscience
I'm dancing with monsters
Solo on my mission I can't rock with no accomplice
I got imaginary friends
Hella voices in my head and they talk to me
They tell me to leave 'em dead
Paranoia got me strapped like it's Call of Duty
I got imaginary friends
But I can't let the devil win
Lord forgive me for my sins
I got imaginary friends and they talk to me
The money keep calling
So I'ma keep balling
The plug keep stalling
And guns keep drawing
The snitches keep talking
And shooters keep stalking
And walking 'em down till the ground filled with chalk
Where the coffin
Ten times out of ten niggas gon' spin
Product of the trenches
You niggas never been
Why they hating on me when they know all I wanna do is win
I'm guessing all this big dawg shit getting up under they skin
I can't stand a snake ass nigga
Playing like he solid when he know he ain't
How you set the pick on me and you my teammate
I can't give no leeway, they'll kill you on your B-Day
Get caught on that flight and he gon' buckle like a briefcase
You ain't thugging nigga, you luggage
Counting up and I love it
They send shots and I'm shrugging
Like if it's up then f*ck it
F*ck it dawg it's nothing
I got imaginary friends
Hella voices in my head and they talk to me
They tell me to leave 'em dead
Paranoia got me strapped like it's Call of Duty
I got imaginary friends
But I can't let the devil win
Lord forgive me for my sins
I got imaginary friends and they talk to me
I can't stand a snake ass nigga
I can't stand a fake ass nigga
I can't stand a snake ass nigga
I can't stand a fake ass nigga
I can't stand a snake ass nigga

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