Lyrics:
B A L A N C E S O L A C E W I T H T H E H A T E F O R T H E S H A M E A L L M Y L I F E I B E E N T R I F L I N G A N D P R E C I O U
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Им на головы (h-m-m)
Она ща голая (h-m-m)
Шесть утра, я снова полусонный (h-m-m)
Но даже так я поднял кэш, хотя нету денег у сонных, yuh
Нету денег
(hook)
Karta m rap
Karta m rap
Tu karta h wack chotte x3
Karte hum rap
Karte hum rap
Tum karte hoo wack chotte
Karta m rap
Tu krta h wack
Ghar m
se
Yehi apne m h difference
Samajh m aaya kya
Aaj tera h waqt
Jitna jee chahe hass le
Jaan h teri ab
Toh kass ke pakar le
Kyuki ab m Patana nai chahu
Saanso m bas teri khusbo h
Tu paas na paas ye jag kyu h
Raho pe bhatka musafir m
Milna na h haumko hum kyu h
Chadar sameti h chahat ki
Mere liye tu
Goin' out sad today, ayy
I'm with Lil Playah, you know that nigga
He ride with the K
Yeah uh huh, racks nigga, ayy
Yeah I'm in the H, in the gallow
Finna
like H.I.G.H
H.I.G.H ohh ah (Oh aah)
H.I.G.H, H.I.G.H oh ahh (Oh aah)
I touch the sky I'm flying oh aah (Oh aah)
H.I.G.H, H.I.G.H oh ahh
Baby come back
get to duccin
Nigga said h3 was gon3 kill m3
Gu3ss h3 just was bluffing
Cuz wh3n h3 had s33n m3 man3 that nigga aint do nothing
Imma Stomp 3m wh3n i s33
bestfriend name was spaldin
I came out the womb two steppin
Yall came out the womb crawlin
And yall still aint walkin
S.m.h. i got the S.K. take a bullet
at H&M
Thirty thousand, Neiman Marcus
Thirty thousand, neiman Marcus
Runnin' 'round linux
Hit my lean and them I'm cashin' out
I just hit yo' bitch
Then I
On the Interstate 10 - I’m H Town bound
My Spanish bitch expecting me
With her ass in the air -
And her face straight down
I’ll take that bitch to ecstasy
Gotta
a addy, I think it's addin' up
(CardoGotWings) i'm H Town, I'm too trill
I call her for the deal
And you know I'm still poppin' them seals
(yeah)
And I love
on my cunt (on my cunt)
(We can do whatever you want)
My pussy lips visible like I'm H to the Izzo
Shorty telling me my pussy fat like Lizzo
All these
hell will be all blowin'
'Till I R.I.P C-M-R I be
I put it down for all my peeps
Nigga, I'm H-B for real
[Chorus: x2]
All I know is the streets
LBC D-E-F-G
I'm H-I off J's bellin in a T-shirt and blue jeans
well few dreams ever come true
well some do, so nigga say (I'm from the beach too)
me why 二人では
Tell me why 駄目だと言うの
止められないよ missin' you 張り裂けそうな鼓動を
受け止めてよ 全身で I'm (h-h-h-) huggin' you
君がいない未来なら いっそ来ない方が良い
空っぽになった僕の手 残ったのは後悔
diya baki mujhe yaad ni
Ab baat scene top ki to baat ye h Feasible
Or lyrical m dera aaj, hoga mera busy kal
M maaru heavy bars chahe hoke dekh physical
I'm blowin' up, man, I'm off off the surface
I'm so h*** i'm forgettin' what Earth is
Robbin' and weavin' the snakes and serpents After I'm done, put
fine
It's great cuz I'm happy, h-a-p-p-y
So much of my time I spend pressed about things that I can't control
Like I can't make you text back
Or check
Agar m start kru imagination
Zindgi h mast, par esi nhi h apni nation
Sine m drugs leke bethe, dekhe animation
Jine ka hak chine , khe use medication
He got you, too
Cocaine fever, cocaine fever
Cocaine fever, I'm A.D.H.D. I don't listen up
Cocaine fever, yo mom and dad prolly tried it before
He got you, too
Cocaine fever, cocaine fever
Cocaine fever, I'm A.D.H.D. I don't listen up
Cocaine fever, yo mom and dad prolly tried it before
Voice of the VO, know I'm He, so I'm riding with H1M
I told my brudda I can't have heat when I'm in his gym
Reap what I sow if I go broke I'm turning
to a milly
Turning millions into billions
H.T.M.B. this how I'm feeling
Look, Look
Young nigga run up a check, go ahead and fuck it up fuck it up
I know they
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