| The fuck do I care about
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| Please let me know
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| Fuck do I care about, clearly it’s nothing
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| I be smoking
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| Like fuck a thought
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| Brain cells pass dead
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| Got me feeling fuck’em all
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| Middle finger, to da the law
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| I ain’t wit the extra shit, get ya hands chopped off, feeling like I’m jigsaw
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| Put Ya
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| In A
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| Maze
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| What you
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| Thought this
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| Was a
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| Phase
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| Now it’s
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| All up
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| In ya
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| Face
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| You can see it in my face, iont have a lot a fucks
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| Man I swear the jig is up, In the bank like set it off
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| Brother told me get it off, fuck a feeling gotta ball
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| Get a check, fuck a bitch unless she fit
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| Tuck the dog, these niggas sick
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| Keep it safe, I’m paranoid
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| Trust a nigga, that’s a never
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| New Ghandi wit the strap
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| Keep da peace, it ain’t no flex, unless you talking out ya neck,
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| ain’t no time for this and that, get you sacked up like 1/8th, cause you
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| purping hard as kidd
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| Thought you had me figured out
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| We ain’t got the same objectives
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| Let it die
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| Let it rest
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| Keep it high
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| Never stress
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| More life
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| Less shit
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| Conversations sounding different
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| Cause I gotta a different rhythm
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| Caught a grip on what I’m feeling
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| Unleashed fuck ya feelings
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| Now I’m living what’s a ceiling
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| Bone chiller
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| Is da feeling, tryna tell you
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| How we crept up, on the come up
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| Off the shit that kept me trapped
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| Got the pole to my left
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| When I’m sitting in the crib
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| Fool me once, that’s okay
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| Fool me twice get da spray
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| Fool me trice, fade away
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| Pay the price, the vii way
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| Calculating every step
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| Had’em worry bout my vision
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| I don’t mind catch a L
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| Bring the static if you want it
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| Left side feeling hunted
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| Bring that drama, bet i punt it
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| Boot on Adam Venturi
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| Tryna ice me, shit is funny
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| Out that simple way I’m thinking
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| Had to deal wit all my demons, had me caught up in what happen, standing
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| burning out my iris
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| Gotta get it how live
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| Livid thoughts gott me far
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| On gods
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| Never cared what they thought
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| Pacified wit the filler, left me filling crucified
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| Dye bleeding out they pours, got’em looking petrified
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| Can’t say I didn’t try
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| Relapse, lost some time
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| What a time
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| I’m alive
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| Wasn’t time
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| Too bad
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| Roll a jay
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| Tilt my crown
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| Simmer down
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| Hit da jay
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| Take a break
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| More thrills
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| Less chill
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| Fuck fate
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| Dismay
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| On my waist
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| Waste away |