| Dropped ya
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| Shutdown sesh, no voice like Lockyer
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| Still old school with an old school Nokia
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| Flip the old bars that’ll old school rocks ya
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| Bitch, keep bouncing
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| Andre, brother the levels are 3000
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| Marvin Gaye, my brother I see mountains
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| They pass me Js
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| My brother I need ounces
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| (RAH)
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| Still fuck hoes on lounges
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| I puff smoke get rowdy, then leave your hotel fucked up lookin' all cloudy
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| You don’t know fuck all about me (Fuck off)
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| Spit like Biggie
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| Get ripped like billies
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| Tell your bitch to fuck off, get flicked like ciggies
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| She was all online
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| Tryna get on mine, when I don’t reply
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| Well the bitch gets silly
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| That’s fame though
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| The raps are fears
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| You’ll get smacked out the back of the atmosphere
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| I feel numb to the fact that I lost my son
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| I can’t take back the years (RAH)
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| Life’s a bitch so we drugged the slut
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| There’s no trust, shit fucks me up
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| My own mates pull blades for a hundred bucks
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| And then lie to my face like I love you cunts
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| Fuck
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| See I bleed from the heart
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| Don’t cross me cat 'cause I see through darkness
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| Watch my back for the ones that don’t watch my back
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| For those ones that are the easiest targets
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| I’m a bust, bust, bust when the bars spit
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| I’m a cunt, cunt, cunt of an artist
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| Chill your style is too tech bro, nah cuz you’re just fuckin' retarded
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| I won’t stop 'til my money gets square
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| Then make me triangles to get full circle
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| With more sides than an octagon
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| I rocks the thong, to smoke then blow the full purple
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| Sesh on trees, brother they got sauce like Szechuan beef
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| Wrecked on beats from the west to east
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| Just rest in peace, ya body gets left on streets
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| Bassline jump, got a waistline bump
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| The waistline could break lines, break my jump
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| The brakelights could break and the train might bump
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| But Blake could ride waves like a Great White does
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| How you do that?
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| You should love me
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| I’m on the mic cuz, I get ugly
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| It’s a hype one, you can suck me
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| Do I look like I give a fuck G?
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| I’m still out to grind, I get a bad bitch high in the Calvin Kleins
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| I said, «Fuck, girl, look in my eyes»
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| 420 Fam got the energy
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| I’m still out to grind, I get a bad bitch high in the Calvin Kleins
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| I said, «Fuck, girl, look in my eyes»
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| 420 Fam got the energy
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| (RAH)
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| I’m still risin' at midnight
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| Been dying to live life, but I sit tight
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| Why would a king like
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| They wanna switch sides, think twice
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| You’re on thin ice, don’t slip like a trip wire
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| I could ignite then I spit fire
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| Shit I been digging my way to hell
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| Sick of Sinning wishing I pray for help
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| Swiggin liquor thinking I ain’t myself
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| I’m crazy I wasn’t gonna drop a verse on ‘em
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| I was silent at work on my grind, just determined I’m earning my stripes but
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| the serpents are sly
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| Someone’s heard of me
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| Why’s this whole scene concerned with my personal life
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| It’s a circus alright
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| The blur in the line
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| Serving your lights
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| Got me on a murderous vibe
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| I should burn them alive with the words that I write
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| Nah fuck that
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| They can work for they’re worth
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| Coz they ain’t even deserving the lime light
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| Yeah
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| I been working the night life
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| Bitch wanna fuck coz she heard what I rhyme like
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| Living this up still I stick to my guns give a fuck I’m a pessimist
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| After your neck I pull the heart from my chest
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| And then I laugh as I step on it
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| Dark and malevolent
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| Energy
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| Sparking like Edison
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| Harness adrenaline we charging ahead of em
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| And I still bleed with a pen and pad
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| Been where the devils at
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| Leading to hell and back
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| See I’m a freak ain’t no telling that
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| And it’s a fact so we’re peaking for weeks so we never crash
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| Setting em back I’m representing my jealousy
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| Never test a remedy reppin next to the chemistry
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| I represent the veterans they be telling me get it g
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| 420 fam it’s a telekinetic energy
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| OOUUUWWWOOO
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| Fucking oath
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| Fuckin you ready chill yea
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| Fucking Get em with that verse brudda
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| Introverted extrovert
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| I’m fucked up so I Sesh the herb
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| Wreck the verse
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| And I’m selfish at best and it wrecks my girl
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| That’s a test and it wrecks my world and she knows it
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| Lost my son though against my word
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| The tensions worse
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| It’s turned to regrettin her
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| I best reverse
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| I can’t so it’s best to learn not to stress now I got my shot I can’t blow this
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| I’m still out to grind, I get a bad bitch high in the Calvin Kleins
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| I said, «Fuck, girl, look in my eyes»
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| 420 Fam got the energy
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| I’m still out to grind, I get a bad bitch high in the Calvin Kleins
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| I said, «Fuck, girl, look in my eyes»
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| 420 Fam got the energy
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| Ahahaha welcome to my album bros
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| Gonna be highs and lows
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| Gonna be energy
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| Strap yourselves in mother fucker
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| (RAH) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Energy , by - Chillinit. Song from the album Women Weed & Wordplay, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп