[TrippyTheKid]
Nobody can stop this, I’ve been in my head again
The Kid is on some hot shit, trynna get that bread again
And any you can not diss, I'm not trynna grow up
Voices get up noxious but now we botta blow up
Nobody can stop this, I’ve been in my head again
The Kid is on some hot shit, trynna get that bread again
And any you can not diss, I'm not trynna grow up
Voices get up noxious but now we botta blow up
[IcyDaRabbit]
Stuck here all alone as I’m weeping at night
And the demons in my bedroom they get stuck inside my sight
But then I find some hope while my phone is showing the light
And the monsters in my ear say, “I won’t be alright”
But now they’re dead to me, Writing all my melodies
Acting like a Siren cause I’m singing all these symphonies
I’m pulling up these enemies who want to grab the best of me
But I will be the man who’s standing till the last breath. That’s a guarantee. Yea
My minds gone to the stage outback
I’ve lost my soul, my heart gone black
But it’s hard to get your life on track
When your looking up to a wall of plaques
Rotting core like an apple, Mac!
So much pounds I’m gaining, Stack!
Industry getting lazy, Slack!
Freakshow Kings! We’re crazy, Fact!
Nobody can stop this, I’ve been in my head again
The Kid is on some hot shit, trynna get that bread again
And any you can not diss, I'm not trynna grow up
Voices get up noxious but now we botta blow up
Nobody can stop this, I’ve been in my head again
The Kid is on some hot shit, trynna get that bread again
And any you can not diss, I'm not trynna grow up
Voices get up noxious but now we botta blow up
[IcyDaRabbit]
Stuck here all alone as I’m weeping at night
And the demons in my bedroom they get stuck inside my sight
But then I find some hope while my phone is showing the light
And the monsters in my ear say, “I won’t be alright”
But now they’re dead to me, Writing all my melodies
Acting like a Siren cause I’m singing all these symphonies
I’m pulling up these enemies who want to grab the best of me
But I will be the man who’s standing till the last breath. That’s a guarantee. Yea
My minds gone to the stage outback
I’ve lost my soul, my heart gone black
But it’s hard to get your life on track
When your looking up to a wall of plaques
Rotting core like an apple, Mac!
So much pounds I’m gaining, Stack!
Industry getting lazy, Slack!
Freakshow Kings! We’re crazy, Fact!
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