
all my days feel the same Pouya (Ft. Baker Ya Maker)
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[Chorus: Shakewell]
Leglock, I'ma throw lil' shorty in a leglock
Headshot, ain't got cash on deck, I'm throwin' headshots
Leglock, I'ma throw lil' shorty in a leglock
Headshot, ain't got cash on deck, I'm throwin' headshots
Leglock, I'ma throw lil' shorty in a leglock
Headshot, ain't got cash on deck, I'm throwin' headshots
[Verse 1: Pouya]
I'm smokin' skunk and poppin' a trunk to make me feel good
Grippin' the wood grain, sunshine state but the raindrops all damn day
I'm FLA till the day I lay or the nine-millimeter enter my brain
I give a fuck about the fame, yuh
This game of life is like a box of chocolates, better protect your pockets
Keep a pocket rocket on your person, know your purpose, know who watchin'
I been paranoid since I been poppin'
The water's choppy, feel like the world is out to stop me, yuh
My heart don't beat unless the bread you offer meet my standard
The millions really help me cope with all the hate and slander
The dirt, the hurt, the pain, make you go insane
Grippin' and whippin' a range, changin' lanes 'til all my days feel the same, yuh
[Chorus: Shakewell]
Leglock, I'ma throw lil' shorty in a leglock
Headshot, ain't got cash on deck, I'm throwin' headshots
Leglock, I'ma throw lil' shorty in a leglock
Headshot, ain't got cash on deck, I'm throwin' headshots
Leglock, I'ma throw lil' shorty in a leglock
Headshot, ain't got cash on deck, I'm throwin' headshots
Leglock, I'ma throw lil' shorty in a leglock
Headshot, ain't got cash on deck, I'm throwin' headshots
Leglock, I'ma throw lil' shorty in a leglock
Headshot, ain't got cash on deck, I'm throwin' headshots
Leglock, I'ma throw lil' shorty in a leglock
Headshot, ain't got cash on deck, I'm throwin' headshots
Leglock, I'ma throw lil' shorty in a leglock
Headshot, ain't got cash on deck, I'm throwin' headshots
[Verse 1: Pouya]
I'm smokin' skunk and poppin' a trunk to make me feel good
Grippin' the wood grain, sunshine state but the raindrops all damn day
I'm FLA till the day I lay or the nine-millimeter enter my brain
I give a fuck about the fame, yuh
This game of life is like a box of chocolates, better protect your pockets
Keep a pocket rocket on your person, know your purpose, know who watchin'
I been paranoid since I been poppin'
The water's choppy, feel like the world is out to stop me, yuh
My heart don't beat unless the bread you offer meet my standard
The millions really help me cope with all the hate and slander
The dirt, the hurt, the pain, make you go insane
Grippin' and whippin' a range, changin' lanes 'til all my days feel the same, yuh
[Chorus: Shakewell]
Leglock, I'ma throw lil' shorty in a leglock
Headshot, ain't got cash on deck, I'm throwin' headshots
Leglock, I'ma throw lil' shorty in a leglock
Headshot, ain't got cash on deck, I'm throwin' headshots
Leglock, I'ma throw lil' shorty in a leglock
Headshot, ain't got cash on deck, I'm throwin' headshots
Leglock, I'ma throw lil' shorty in a leglock
Headshot, ain't got cash on deck, I'm throwin' headshots
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