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Sick - Caskey
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Sick Caskey

Sick - Caskey
[Chorus]
Yeah, I'm so sick, sick of not tappin' to my powers
I'm so sick, sick of everybody bitin' style
Whip sick, car so fast, seven second, quarter mile
Only God finna judge me but I'm still awaitin' trial

[Verse 1]
Shit, I woke up, broke, went to sleep straight
I was born, the twenty-eighth, but I need cake
By the jewelry store with my girl, that's a dream date
Fifty different plugs, man, I swear I got one in each state
I was taught get it by yourself, make a leech wait
Lookin' at this check that's in the mail, that's a sweepstake
Sweepin' out the competition, with a mean face
I'll never, ever be a rat for the cheese, mane
Y'all need, stop with all that talkin'
'fore your body, outlined in the chalk
And they was talkin' crazy 'bout the kid, nail through the coffin
We ain't scared of anybody when, we do this often

[Chorus]
I'm so sick, sick of sendin' dead homies flowers
I'm so sick, sick of police waitin' in the aisle
Whip sick, car so fast, seven second, quarter mile
Only God finna judge me but I'm still awaitin' trial, lil bitch
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