Swim Level (feat. APOC KRYSIS)
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Yeah, I'm drowning in money on my slow days I'm drowning in bitches when my heart is all
Blank Dis sadness keeps on winning, ayy
Dis feeling keeps on losing, ayy
I'm drowning in money on my slow days I'm drowning in bitches when my heart is all
Blank Dis sadness keeps on winning, ayy
Dis feeling keeps on losing, ayy
Nah, fuck all that I'm driving in a Chevy, cruising in the city
All alone with my demons Creeping inside my depression
All the time, these niggas wanna test me up And then run when I pull up my knife
I hate Lamesa for it's fakeness I'm pulling up bitches from Canada and Houston
I'm smoking packs and pacs and pacs Now these niggas always wanna keep faking
I'm smoking packs and packs and packs Now these niggas always wanna keep faking
I be giving money for it nigga do you see me
Once you get the money all the haters think it's easy
Now they hella mad cause they watching me on TV
Now they hella sad cause they girls getting freaky
Gotta stay on my grind cause I don't have the time
To work no matter 5 so I decide to rhyme
It's like dope on the side I hope nobody tries
'Cause I will blow your mind Cause I will blow your mind
Now they hella mad cause I'm all up on the TV
Now they hella sad cause they girls hella freaky
Now they hella mad cause I'm all up on the TV
Now they hella sad cause they girls hella freaky
Yeah, I'm drowning in money on my slow days I'm drowning in bitches when my heart is all
Blank Dis sadness keeps on winning, ayy
Dis feeling keeps on losing, ayy
I'm drowning in money on my slow days I'm drowning in bitches when my heart is all
Blank Dis sadness keeps on winning, ayy
Dis feeling keeps on losing, ayy
Nah, fuck all that I'm driving in a Chevy, cruising in the city
All alone with my demons Creeping inside my depression
All the time, these niggas wanna test me up And then run when I pull up my knife
I hate Lamesa for it's fakeness I'm pulling up bitches from Canada and Houston
I'm smoking packs and pacs and pacs Now these niggas always wanna keep faking
I'm smoking packs and packs and packs Now these niggas always wanna keep faking
I be giving money for it nigga do you see me
Once you get the money all the haters think it's easy
Now they hella mad cause they watching me on TV
Now they hella sad cause they girls getting freaky
Gotta stay on my grind cause I don't have the time
To work no matter 5 so I decide to rhyme
It's like dope on the side I hope nobody tries
'Cause I will blow your mind Cause I will blow your mind
Now they hella mad cause I'm all up on the TV
Now they hella sad cause they girls hella freaky
Now they hella mad cause I'm all up on the TV
Now they hella sad cause they girls hella freaky
Credits
Writer(s): Yung Memories
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