| Rollin' in my grave
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| Four-five Xan in my drink
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| I’m not thinking straight
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| Thinkin' in my way
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| Lost in my own lane
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| Thoughts I can’t contain
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| Crashed through Heavens Gate
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| Time to meet my fate
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| vroom, I pushed through, shawdy, where you at?
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| Opposite of the, might not make it back
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| She want me, she in love, I can’t give her that
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| Whatchu want, you can have
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| I’m slimy, no slat
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| , moving far, to the star, superstar livin' die a trapstar
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| The loot is ours, my lifestyle too bizarre, moving through the waves
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| Pussyboy fuck up out my face
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| Nowadays I cannot be fazed
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| I’m too numb to feel the pain in my grave
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| Rollin' in my grave
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| Four-five Xan in my drink
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| I’m not thinking straight
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| Sinkin' in my way
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| Rollin' in my grave
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| Four-five Xan in my drink
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| I’m not thinking straight
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| Sinkin' in my way
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| Lost in my own lane
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| Thoughts I can’t contain
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| Crashd through Heavens Gate
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| Tim to meet my fate
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| Look I can’t even pray
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| Take an Addy for my pain
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| I need to change my ways
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| Another Xanny for the pain
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| But look at my wrist, I was rookie now I’m off the bench
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| I’m smokin' cookie to get out my head
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| Now I’m at the top and everybody listen
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| They payin' me big money for a sponsorship
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| every single dollar bitch
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| Shorty workin' for a scholarship
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| I see her grind and I honor it
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| Oh, hello shawty this
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| my jeans and I know you feel alive
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| I know you a demon in the night
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| Just know everything gon' be alright
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| Rollin' in my grave
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| Four-five Xan in my drink
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| I’m not thinking straight
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| Sinkin' in my way
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| Lost in my own lane
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| Thoughts I can’t contain
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| Crashed through Heavens Gate
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| Time to meet my fate |