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Medicating (feat. Lil Bailout)

by Kris Columbus

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I've been medicating, meditating Niggas steady hating, aint elevating Just be waiting at the doors like they heaven gating But in hell, say hello to Satan, hot conversation I'm congregating with no congregation, my observation Is your mama waiting, want big pops to slay her I've been medicating, meditating Niggas steady hating, aint elevating Just be waiting at the doors like they heaven gating But in hell, say hello to Satan, hot conversation I'm congregating with no congregation, my observation Is your mama waiting, want big pops to slay her Yeah, I'm scared of loving, scared of trusting Yeah, I roll with youngins, who ain't scared of nothing We out here thugging, tryna make nothing Turn to something, we turnt in something Just turned down your street with niggas clutching We get to bussing, flee the scene Ain't no repercussions, them reapers haunting Yeah, my niggas love it, don't make me push the button Ain't no running, nigga, ain't no stunting Bitch, I come from nothing Two Glocks, I'm on a mission, hunting where they at Ain't do no talking, let this 40 touch them, I'm the one Make them boys hide, feining for homicide Who down to ride They don't come outside, so how they supposed to slide I just came home, but I can't wait Send you to them heaven gates, no time to play Get you out the way, slide broad day with this K, I'm back at it Gone for a minute, know y'all thought y'all had it, and that's alright I can send this kite and get you gone tonight, no, we don't fight I stay polled up and, bitch, these hoes bite I stay polled up and, bitch, these hoes bite Like, who gon' touch me I'm a lil' slimy, it might be hard to trust me, yo, bitch won't fuck me Send her a bag, let her go, tuck her tummy, them lil' boys bummy Ain't did shit to me I let off 33, send you underneath You won't even see, all you hear is tires screech I've been medicating, meditating Niggas steady hating, aint elevating Just be waiting at the doors like they heaven gating But in hell, say hello to Satan, hot conversation I'm congregating with no congregation, my observation Is your mama waiting, want big pops to slay her I've been medicating, meditating Niggas steady hating, aint elevating Just be waiting at the doors like they heaven gating But in hell, say hello to Satan, hot conversation I'm congregating with no congregation, my observation Is your mama waiting, want big pops to slay her

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