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Checking on my list 
As I'm wasting bits 
What the hell 
Read my lips 
Can you tell 
I'm so sick and tired 
Seeing precious time fly by 
Gotta be ambitious
Or teammates, cope by drinkin until I can't see straight
It's gross, (gross) but I didn't realize the most
Hurtful thing that I did was not explain myself before
Yeah!

I threw the letters sent by a
Bitch that I fucked in the past
Now I got cash and shorty wanna fuck on me, Fucking with 10s so I cut out
a clip of full of emotions
I don't know how to hold it
I hid it by popping these pills, smoking & drinking these potions
You did not know that, You did not
the pills but the liquor do the same stuff
I would tell my that it wasn't addictied
But I know a sober me never really existed then
I don't think it's in my
where?
Say hello to Father Frank 
and catch the bus home 
Turn on the radio 
and wait by the phone 
Pictures of grandchildren taped to the wall.  
Is it
these wheels with this money I gained
But I don't pop pills so I'm stuck with this pain
Barber got killed so I'm done with them waves
Dropped out
we’ll be on the moon, uh
Drugs got me fucked up, sluts got me drugged up, fuck
Slap my face against a pill to crush it up
Government id helps me get high
still clueless
And the feeling
Mostly do differs
Just like you me
We are different
Do you wanna pop some pill
To fly over the rocky hill
I just want peace
and watch the world unfold
Life is like a test you wasn't ready for
You receive accomplishments now you sitting high on a pedestal
They gone judge you by your
smash that sh*t
Work too hard 
I'm passionate
I done seen enough ass and tits
By now could of had that Magic sh*t

But I'm blessed 
I don't
Live in
breakfast
 
Get throat like a necklace 

Got lean in my beverage 

Aye

East side Knoxville 
We rob we kill 
Take shots no film 
Get popped like pills 

Aye
y'all n***a's fish

And that boy got scared by time he a snake and he snitched
Came home to some racks in the safe I never spent
Maryland boy 17 swear I'm
I've been dealing with the scars, feels like I'm gonna die
Question running in my mind, are we living just to die
Taking pills in the night t-t-tryna
Then you makin it real
Ain't tryna be anxious
You makin me kill
Ain't tryna be talkin
Ain't makin no scrill
Keep me some papers
Ain't takin no pills
What we got?

Rooster in the henhouse, slow cock
Shit back like 12 when they show up, no-knock

Bugatti too fast blew by 80 cops
How that ends? To be
all the ones I love, if you really by my side
Don't keep quiet
Let's Riot
Let's Riot, told you
Broski is a shooter, we not fightin' Goku
Better find
laat aand party, jou fokken goose verstik weer aan my soesatie

Almal sluk 'n chill pill, sit stil en kraak 'n venster
As pappa stadig skiet om by jou
shit sober
Niggas don't need no pills, this shit can get real
Don't bitch up, lace up and show yo skills, stolen automobile's
Strikers, strikers,
Yeah, huns want me whole, they tryna cuff me take that as a joke
Take that as a joke, I'ma lean till I doze
Niggas go screw you then gone by a blow (Yeah)
Not enough time to see me through yah
I don’t make choices
Just patterns and habits
work ethic look like early death sentence
Motivated By my successes
to put me on the shelf
Said they get the boy a deal
But I’m glad you never helped
Make a mill by myself
Blow a backend
On a grill
Get it ice box
Know it’s
We could book up some rooms up by the shore
We could pill your butt but I am not for it
Go go go
Got her bands up
Tell bad bitch this her anthem
Go go
and leave you lying on the ground
It's an epidemic and this shits ferocious
One pill leads to overdose as your diagnosis
Every alleyway and street corner has

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