R3V1V4L (GLOCK RAGE!, PT. 2)
I got 3 damn phones but they broken
3 damn cars but they stolen
3 PC's but they don't run
3 damn cards but they frozen
I got 666 divided by 2
That i wear on my sleeve
1, 2, 3 I said it before
But these pigs all on me
Eating a Tres leches
Three days before my payday
With Tres dollars to my name
Check the time it's 3 o clock gotta get to work, I'm lazy
It's so tragic
I'm caught up in the back with
Another fucker from the back of the attic
I'm getting trained by the devil with a fat kiss
I'm gonna lay her down and fuck her on the mattress
Sometimes I feel like I'm badlandchugs
Down a 32oz then I fill her with my cum
Pop 4 C's inside of me imma need
A llittle more than sodomy
Only learning now the side effects should I start getting clean?
I trick myself to think that things are better when I'm fucked up
I'm worn out stacks ran out
4 years and there's no clout
What the fuck was this shit all about
To kill a mockingbird looking in from the out
Make assumptions how I'm living and given reason to my pouting
I'm only tryna make it through, we're all equals yet we doubt
Boo Radley had it down
Kp in the attic feelin like Atticus standing up for the holy
Oh my hold my holey go pro
Record in slow mo dank dro bank hoes
Not enough room in my account so I opened a second
I reckon I'll fill that one too
Oh no what should I do?
I'll open a third just for you baby boo
You know how I do
3 damn cars but they stolen
3 PC's but they don't run
3 damn cards but they frozen
I got 666 divided by 2
That i wear on my sleeve
1, 2, 3 I said it before
But these pigs all on me
Eating a Tres leches
Three days before my payday
With Tres dollars to my name
Check the time it's 3 o clock gotta get to work, I'm lazy
It's so tragic
I'm caught up in the back with
Another fucker from the back of the attic
I'm getting trained by the devil with a fat kiss
I'm gonna lay her down and fuck her on the mattress
Sometimes I feel like I'm badlandchugs
Down a 32oz then I fill her with my cum
Pop 4 C's inside of me imma need
A llittle more than sodomy
Only learning now the side effects should I start getting clean?
I trick myself to think that things are better when I'm fucked up
I'm worn out stacks ran out
4 years and there's no clout
What the fuck was this shit all about
To kill a mockingbird looking in from the out
Make assumptions how I'm living and given reason to my pouting
I'm only tryna make it through, we're all equals yet we doubt
Boo Radley had it down
Kp in the attic feelin like Atticus standing up for the holy
Oh my hold my holey go pro
Record in slow mo dank dro bank hoes
Not enough room in my account so I opened a second
I reckon I'll fill that one too
Oh no what should I do?
I'll open a third just for you baby boo
You know how I do
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