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Lifes a fucking wet dream
Cuz I bet me
Guttural thinking
Scream as I'm sinking
Lash out at my weakness
Downward I'm spiraling
It's the last time, I say last time
I'll never look back
Set fire to the tracks
That I left in my path
Toss a roach how I kiss the past
Yea
Letting it all fall to ash
Just a little bad
But I'd still
Rub my face all on that ass
Drip like six gold rings attached
Fly her out to the pad
Spend my paper on that
Paranoid I'm pairing coy
And coin to the bank
Paranoia impairing the very
Way that I think
Know y'all tryna see me win
Sick of all the loosing
But I won't play a fool
For the sake of being foolish
I ain't playing petty on some Tom shit
Kill the Jerry with a mile dick
Yo bitch came on me say she sick
Of a lil' mild dick
On my mile shit
I don't need to talk no more
Ain't shit matter that I say
I know that things gon' be the way
They intend to stay, uh
Sitting on a throne
Yo shit chill on the shelf
I'm in control of my hell
Steady hands steer clear of well
They say you are your best thing
And I am best at besting
Better than the rest king
Rock hard about the fact
That my ex still detest me
Catch me ahead investing
They behind me barely stepping
To be fair, repairs are pending
In my airs, offensive fencing
Singing all about the ending
Spoiling a wet dream
My girl so pretty in pink
Lifes a fucking wet dream
Cuz I bet me
Lifes a fucking wet dream
Cuz I bet me
Cuz I bet me
Guttural thinking
Scream as I'm sinking
Lash out at my weakness
Downward I'm spiraling
It's the last time, I say last time
I'll never look back
Set fire to the tracks
That I left in my path
Toss a roach how I kiss the past
Yea
Letting it all fall to ash
Just a little bad
But I'd still
Rub my face all on that ass
Drip like six gold rings attached
Fly her out to the pad
Spend my paper on that
Paranoid I'm pairing coy
And coin to the bank
Paranoia impairing the very
Way that I think
Know y'all tryna see me win
Sick of all the loosing
But I won't play a fool
For the sake of being foolish
I ain't playing petty on some Tom shit
Kill the Jerry with a mile dick
Yo bitch came on me say she sick
Of a lil' mild dick
On my mile shit
I don't need to talk no more
Ain't shit matter that I say
I know that things gon' be the way
They intend to stay, uh
Sitting on a throne
Yo shit chill on the shelf
I'm in control of my hell
Steady hands steer clear of well
They say you are your best thing
And I am best at besting
Better than the rest king
Rock hard about the fact
That my ex still detest me
Catch me ahead investing
They behind me barely stepping
To be fair, repairs are pending
In my airs, offensive fencing
Singing all about the ending
Spoiling a wet dream
My girl so pretty in pink
Lifes a fucking wet dream
Cuz I bet me
Lifes a fucking wet dream
Cuz I bet me
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Writer(s): Jacob Lodge
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