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$peak THEE TRUTH
by thirtyfourpercent
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They said I didn't know
I fuckin' found out
Stay magical
You are loved
Thirty-four
In the pits, yeah i'm running outta wealth, uh
Wizard shit, i don't worry 'bout my health, yea
Get him hit, if he running cast a spell, yea
All these secrets in my pockets i can't tell
(I'm just, i'm just)
In the pits, yeah i'm running outta wealth, uh
Wizard shit, i don't worry 'bout my health, yea
Get him hit, if he running cast a spell yea
All these secrets in my pockets i can't tell
They wanna see me dead, i said hell nah
Cut all up on his face like some caltrops
You could never be this whimsical, i feel bad for you
I feel bad
Sometimes i don't want a bag i wanna go back to sleep
And its difficult with all these bitches ringing on me
Every time they hit my line they're asking what i can see
Bitch, i already told u nothing, now get away from me
In the pits, yeah i'm running outta wealth, uh
Wizard shit, i don't worry 'bout my health, yea
Get him hit, if he running cast a spell yea
All these secrets in my pockets i can't tell
(iIm just, i'm just)
In the pits, yeah i'm running outta wealth, uh
Wizard shit, i don't worry 'bout my health, yea
Get him hit, if he running cast a spell yea
All these secrets in my pockets i can't tell
Only speak the truth
They said I didn't know
I fuckin' found out
Stay magical
You are loved
Thirty-four
In the pits, yeah i'm running outta wealth, uh
Wizard shit, i don't worry 'bout my health, yea
Get him hit, if he running cast a spell, yea
All these secrets in my pockets i can't tell
(I'm just, i'm just)
In the pits, yeah i'm running outta wealth, uh
Wizard shit, i don't worry 'bout my health, yea
Get him hit, if he running cast a spell yea
All these secrets in my pockets i can't tell
They wanna see me dead, i said hell nah
Cut all up on his face like some caltrops
You could never be this whimsical, i feel bad for you
I feel bad
Sometimes i don't want a bag i wanna go back to sleep
And its difficult with all these bitches ringing on me
Every time they hit my line they're asking what i can see
Bitch, i already told u nothing, now get away from me
In the pits, yeah i'm running outta wealth, uh
Wizard shit, i don't worry 'bout my health, yea
Get him hit, if he running cast a spell yea
All these secrets in my pockets i can't tell
(iIm just, i'm just)
In the pits, yeah i'm running outta wealth, uh
Wizard shit, i don't worry 'bout my health, yea
Get him hit, if he running cast a spell yea
All these secrets in my pockets i can't tell
Only speak the truth
