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405 bitch I'm like a felon
Know I keep a weapon
Second that I step in
all these bitches stress with no digression
Pressing they undressing
I already learned my lesson bless them
I'ma do what's best and get the fuck
Up back inside my session
Bitch why they give life to a corpse
Four fucking pigs getting shot through the door
Nine to the ribs get some ribs at the store
Bitch the cash always coming but I always want more

I cant satisfy how I feel cause I wanna die
Wanna feel alive when I go I'm just killing time
Bitches start to cry
So I lie bitch I'm dead inside
Tell her not to worry
But I'm heading out to Vince sly
I been on my own shit
Now I fucking own shit
Wake up smoking strong
Yea I'm straight up in my zone bitch
I been all alone
Now I feel like all I know
Is trapping for my stacks
Let them psychedelics grow



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Writer(s): Lukas Sisemore
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