Murder Mart 99 Neighbors
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[Part I]
[Verse: Swank]
Ayy, I been scared of heights
That didn’t stop me
Woke up with EMTs, tryna find a beat, 'cause it dropped me
Woke up a mess, thought I needed me a quick high
But that shit hit me like a drive-by
I try not to think much
I knew I was in hole, couldn’t get up
Now I’m back on the get up
Had to go get my head up
Smoke a blunt never let up
And pray to god you don’t mess up
Seven left out of nine, I been runnin' outta lives
I been runnin' from myself again
But I been losin' track, never going back, hope I mean it, ayy
Stuck in situations I don’t wanna get involved in
I been takin' notice everyday so I could figurе out how I could stop this
Really feel like I been locked in
Stuck in silеnce, I got people on my shoulders tellin' me the fuckin' options
Life been lonely, where's the profit?
So I been gone in a sprinter, I'll see ya next winter
I smoke when it stops, I'm catchin' a fade and pour up the liquor
And hold up, I’m stressed, and damn it, I miss her
And life is a bitch, don’t hold it against her
[Verse: Swank]
Ayy, I been scared of heights
That didn’t stop me
Woke up with EMTs, tryna find a beat, 'cause it dropped me
Woke up a mess, thought I needed me a quick high
But that shit hit me like a drive-by
I try not to think much
I knew I was in hole, couldn’t get up
Now I’m back on the get up
Had to go get my head up
Smoke a blunt never let up
And pray to god you don’t mess up
Seven left out of nine, I been runnin' outta lives
I been runnin' from myself again
But I been losin' track, never going back, hope I mean it, ayy
Stuck in situations I don’t wanna get involved in
I been takin' notice everyday so I could figurе out how I could stop this
Really feel like I been locked in
Stuck in silеnce, I got people on my shoulders tellin' me the fuckin' options
Life been lonely, where's the profit?
So I been gone in a sprinter, I'll see ya next winter
I smoke when it stops, I'm catchin' a fade and pour up the liquor
And hold up, I’m stressed, and damn it, I miss her
And life is a bitch, don’t hold it against her
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