Bloodline (feat. Cammy)

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King Wess

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Like that was the same, uh
They build up the niggas then they
Wash em away with a bucket of fame
All that you knew and your roots in the drain
Spreading your crew and your food in a range
You bite on the curb, get stomped by the game
Your blood on the pavement getting mixed with the rain
They don't even bother to clean the remains

If link in with Elroy
We maxing a pair out
Leave em and tear out
Got Big things to share now
We can keep it cordial unless you like the air out
SOS the flare out, but saving our skin
Is the last thing we care bout
We go out on a shield they parade out
See but at the same time leave the game drought
I feel toxic when I be responding
I'll do anything except resign
I'll take it way farther than the time
I took it there when they played with mine
They left lumped up but next time they die
Them was sober thoughts but next time I'm high
At the highest heights no one next to I
I feel like I'm one with the sky
So I undertake em then I take over
Aromatics when the day over
I got 3 hours on the layover
In the smoker's section tryna blaze something
From a single dollar I can make something
Go from entertainer to a bank runner
When I'm on the bank I tend to think better
Got my mind clearer than the lake color

Like that was the same, uh
They build up the niggas then they
Wash em away with a bucket of fame
All that you knew and your roots in the drain
Spreading your crew and your food in a range
You bite on the curb, get stomped by the game
Your blood on the pavement getting mixed with the rain
They don't even bother to clean the remains

Perfect Timing from grinding
May not seem but I'm built from the lining
Stand what I do so the guilt stay behind me
Man with a move I'm on stilts like a giant
Plan went cool so I peeled and reclined it
And sipped Donny or Düsse cause I like em
But text come through, bad news on the line
This shit happen every single time
It only take a moment for
Everything to go up in flames
Then you stand lonely in the foyer like damn
How i let it go then put a throwie to the brain
I should end it all today
I stop, my pops, he elevate my thoughts
Hit the Columbia then we meditate and talk
Now I love rivers I ain't loving on the block
When I think through it get to lowering the Glock
If I had not, And I had shot
That woulda left my kids cream of the crop
That's for the streets, that's for the cops
That's for the creeps, that's for block
Probably leave em sick when I enter they thoughts
But I decide to step up so they won't be lost
I swell my chest up, it's Wess up, a god
I take my vest off look death in eye, Blow

Like that was the same, uh
They build up the niggas then they
Wash em away with a bucket of fame
All that you knew and your roots in the drain
Spreading your crew and your food in a range
You bite on the curb, get stomped by the game
Your blood on the pavement getting mixed with the rain
They don't even bother to clean the remains

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