SoToSpeak

Hold it, don't blow up
What in me might lock in it, hit em
Owing dope blood up
A fein night wasn't below
Hoping, don't show up
What in me might lock in it, hit em
Owing dope blood up
Chameleons, fellow

Wouldn't go high
Too hollow
The bottom's frightening
Settle on tips to follow
Familiar, go down
Didn't feel too real
You walk back tomorrow
But I ain't going
Still it so off & on though
Had a million done told
To the killed that I'm rolling

Hold it, don't blow up
What in me might lock in it, hit em
Owing dope blood up
A fein night wasn't below
Hoping, don't show up
What in me might lock in it, hit em
Owing dope blood up
Chameleons, fellow



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Writer(s): Maxwell Barboza
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