Six Feet
YCK
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Six feet above the ground every time I stand But I wanna be below next time I got the chance Transparent bitches I can see right through ya Like I might just sell a forty dollar eighth right to ya Steady flowin soda like my name was Takoda Hittin up a motherfucker's trap phone Motorola Posted on the curb bitch it's what you deserve Maybe one day you'll leave with all the money that you earned Smoking passed out til we reach the fuckin roach Ain't afraid of dying bitch no death can approach Everything I touch turns to motherfucking gold Lungs getting blacker every backwood I roll Yeah it's real hard in the streets All I got's a dime bag and my motherfucking piece No blood pumping I don't even fucking breathe Now I'm feeling half dead bitch I'm fading now deceased Withdrawal's a real bitch gotta hate the fucking pain Pop a xanny bar going shooting up inside your vein How much can I take ask me that like I'm sane You say that we're different but we're much of the same Come up real quick all I cause is damage No smoke no mirrors I just up and vanish No drip no food looking like a famine Got red silk sheets lay me down in satin
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