Laced

Everyone round' me keep saying I'm real
And if I blow up then I guess it's my fate
I be rocking I be keepin' my chill
But it's hard to keep it when all of em' hate
Lost my momma to a bottle of pills
She went away when I was just eight
Started tripping cus I fuck with the thrills
Everyone round me keep saying it's
Laced

Just get out of the way!
I got a million reasons to be stressed out
Kinda feel like I'm stuck in my brain
I know the bag bigger so new friends round
Why I keep me a knife for the snakes
I got a bad bitch bringing friends round'
So I'm tryna put it on my face

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I was rocking alone
Nobody even knew my name last year
Now take a look at my phone
Started sipping I love the Patron
Bad decisions I made with the bro
Se a baddie I'm bringing her home
In the V hit the gas and I go cus

Everyone round' me keep saying I'm real
And if I blow up then I guess it's my fate
I be rocking I be keepin' my chill
But it's hard to keep it when all of em' hate
Lost my momma to a bottle of pills
She went away when I was just eight
Started tripping cus I fuck with the thrills
Everyone round me keep saying it's
Laced

No I can't love you baby
I was stuck inside my head
So I'll just fuck you baby
Everywhere I go I
I feel like I am nothing baby
But when I'm on the road
I'm counting up these hunnids baby.

Everyone round' me keep saying I'm real
And if I blow up then I guess it's my fate
I be rocking I be keepin' my chill
But it's hard to keep it when all of em' hate
Lost my momma to a bottle of pills
She went away when I was just eight
Started tripping cus I fuck with the thrills
Everyone round me keep saying it's
Laced



Credits
Writer(s): Sad Julius
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