Hassa
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Stabbed in my back so many times Don't know how I'm still here standing though Dickheads Been stabbed in my back so many times Surprised I'm still standing All my friends are gone so i stopped fucking counting Sometimes i think I'll be the last man standing Cos I'd rather be alone than have some rats planning Someone call pest control I think I've fucking found em' And there's snakes I'm surrounded by fucking thousands No friends to count on I'm tryna reach the top all alone Blonde hair Blue eyes All alone, all alone I don't sleep cos i'm paranoid Pink notes in my pocket bring me joy I can see in the dark sometimes Soul so bright that it lights most nights Seen a few frights with my own eyes It had me feeling stressed at times But I've gotta make the doe yeah M O N E Y without no bro's Dripped out from my head to the toe Growing like them plants we smoke Rise in the ashes and flow and flow yeah Stepping on road with my ten toes Just myself and all my woes Cold like snow but tough like stone Scar on my face like Antonio Heart so cold because it broke Lost in the rain without no bro's Felt no love so I'm all alone yeah Diamond in the dirt is all i know so Diamond in the dirt is all i know Smoking trees until i go Stuck in the mud and i can't let go Tattooed from the head to the toe Belt and jeans by rocking real low And straight to the top is where i go Living like its GTA mode Sharing what I've got with mum and bro Cos it's all i know yeah, it's all i know Snakes in the grass and some at home Just be careful who you call your bro's Hurt so many times and I can't let go Friends i called bro's, swear they hurt me the most Leeching off me like I'm the one and only host All I'm saying is be careful who you keep tight and close Cos I'm immune to snake venom Knives in my back like i never fucking helped em' Sleeping on my sofa Fucking peasant Keep that energy when i catch em' Stabbed in the back Still never left em' All that talk on insta Fucking attention You're about 30 moving fucking 7 Dickhead go get some lessons Yeah go get some fucking lessons Been stabbed in my back so many times Surprised I'm still standing All my friends are gone so i stopped fucking counting Sometimes i think I'll be the last man standing Cos I'd rather be alone than have some rats planning Someone call pest control I think I've found em' And there's some snakes Surrounded by thousands No friends to count on Yeah none to count on F*ck em' all
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