YOU CAN’T SAY 919slum
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[Verse]
Nah, these pills ain't working
I can’t feel 'em in my system
Hyperventilating while I'm shakin’
Rates drop, have to lift 'em
Came home, what was next?
I don't know, what's the difference?
Think my mind finally missing
High as fuck, I'm with the pigeons
Tryna up my funds, I'm robbin' out that motherfuckin' pension
Pickin’ off yo’ squad, slowly into half, even division
Grab the leader from the shadows, to his throat, made an incision
Surrender die, fight die, make pointless decisions
Now the vicinity is rotting bodies, I hit my knees and laugh
I take my razor blade and then I make another gash
These suckers fake, I feel disdain, I take my cig and match
PCP, I'm dippin’ just like skinny, now you see the rash
Actions of a motherfucker, but you cannot say
That you knew of me, whenever I was comin' down the way
The day has came today, sniff the gasoline that goes in tanks
Destroying my mind, 'bout to break the fuckin' memory bank
Nah, these pills ain't working
I can’t feel 'em in my system
Hyperventilating while I'm shakin’
Rates drop, have to lift 'em
Came home, what was next?
I don't know, what's the difference?
Think my mind finally missing
High as fuck, I'm with the pigeons
Tryna up my funds, I'm robbin' out that motherfuckin' pension
Pickin’ off yo’ squad, slowly into half, even division
Grab the leader from the shadows, to his throat, made an incision
Surrender die, fight die, make pointless decisions
Now the vicinity is rotting bodies, I hit my knees and laugh
I take my razor blade and then I make another gash
These suckers fake, I feel disdain, I take my cig and match
PCP, I'm dippin’ just like skinny, now you see the rash
Actions of a motherfucker, but you cannot say
That you knew of me, whenever I was comin' down the way
The day has came today, sniff the gasoline that goes in tanks
Destroying my mind, 'bout to break the fuckin' memory bank
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