E.O.D.
Risk
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Outfit, got the order forms from expensive outlets and I think about it Every time I see them string ties I miss yo sleek garments and I think about it Use to be down in the slums But every time she get sucked up in crushing She get rough That alkaline shine We don't need no others in the room Gave me concussions E.O.D. type pressure missing cues But I'm finna wait stay the time till the clock run down then we get to the moves I just hate time That ain't always been my problem I just can't buy it And smoking's probably a lesson I just ain't learnt Motherfuckers feel invincible until they taste hurt And nothing feels too visible sometimes I'd chase skirts Tatted all over my face, shirt Dead broke and still ace work Gotta get gone to a better time I feel you baby girl that's why you sipping wine I feel you baby girl I hear you slip and whine I hear yo praises girl might spin you lullabies Like stories where a nigga dad ain't left him behind Or Maury where the nigga daddy ain't gonna claim that child Or Cory where a boy can can really make it out They say this clock heals all Sometimes I get the symbolism Cause when yo body meet its term you not the victim Been told there's love in these streets But it's gonna cost you nigga Ain't really no hugs with these bitches These hoes too common nigga Told myself Ready or not Here I come The floor is yours Cause when I find you I'll make sure you the one Ready or not These are the words Ain't no shit for the birds Already fed em I'm really gonna find you And make you feel some ways Aye Aye Aye Taste so great Most definitely I'll be yo saving grace No reverend, baptizing in deep waters everyday No separating from these thoughts, mad Sitting, dark clouds bad driven me over Driven me over It's sad I'm starting back over Quit sagging to show that I'm older Quick back to tequila I ain't really mean it I ain't feeling needed I ain't feeding demons no more caught me up got stuck in cement Story got me wishing long time I'm feeling nauseous Dark skies gotta keep it cautious Our minds use to think in common But I use to be down in the slums But every time she get sucked up in crushing she get rough That alkaline shine We don't need no others in the room Gave me concussions E.O.D. type pressure missing cues But I'm finna wait stay the time till the clock runs down then we get to the moves I just hate time That ain't always been my problem I just can't buy it And smoking's probably a lesson I just ain't learnt Motherfuckers feels invincible until they taste hurt And nothing feels too visible sometimes I'd chase skirts Tatted all over my face, shirt Dead broke and still ace work Mmm And I don't do no replacements Cause this when this thang hit I'll still be the one you came with Infamous Villainous the way I slang shit You in languish Veni, vidi, vici, vanquish Leave a stain, sheets Got European cleats Plain seats gold jeeps Double R's, VVS Most times it feels pits not very likely Da-dawg This shit feel like a pipe dream All gone And I feel this night I won't bleed Cold schemes nigga Master of them cold, cold schemes
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