| Man, fuck depression
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| Yeah, I said fuck depression
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| After that, started finnessin'
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| Smoking, drinking, keep the stressin' away, away
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| All my sessions like confession
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| Hardly ever learned my lesson
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| But I always keep reppin' my state, my state
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| Nothing else to lose, nothing else to prove
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| Lost it all, got it back, bout to do this all again
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| Ay, you should see this view, how they switch they tone?
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| Me and her, haven’t talked but fuck it imma hit her friend like who know?
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| I deserve this shit I’m real as shit until the mood blown
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| Yeah you heard the kid, I work the biz til pockets sumo
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| I been schemin', I been plottin', yeah I’m next, I’m too close
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| I like drinking, why you pour that bourbon for me too slow
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| Let’s be honest, I’m like Hov and Death Cab in a blender
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| Mixed a lil Yeezy, I should
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| Got the hoes tweakin' like that one guy that’s in Panda
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| I been drunk all weekend, damn I been on a bender
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| Oh not this again, I been on 10
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| Shit don’t make sense, how I’m blowing through this rent I said
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| Oh not this again, getting hella bent
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| Got whiskey on my shirt, and my landlord, he a jerk
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| There go my rent money, ya ya ya, ay
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| There go my rent money, bye, bye, bye, bitch
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| There go my rent money, ya ya ya, ay
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| There go my rent money, fuck my life
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| I think they know my name, and I never changed, no
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| This been in my veins, been engraved in my bones, hey
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| I don’t win no change, don’t play games with the hoes, no
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| In the studio, late night to get the dough, yeah
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| My bourbon, I mixed up, helps clear the picture
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| Pour me a river, I don’t need my liver
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| My momma in a home now, I don’t got a home now
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| I just got a throne now, your boy up in the zone now
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| I been hitting notes and taking tokes since I was 6 years old
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| Lost control of sleeping, will I learn to let them demons go?
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| Since I these hoes bagging hoes is like a finger roll
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| Your name Captain, I don’t put shit on pedestals, damn
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| I just made a plan, all I did was stick to it, man
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| She a fan of 3AM, she want my dick to it
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| Got me reminiscing, all them days you wouldn’t listen
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| Dissing, shitting on me, now you get the vision so you kissing on me yeah
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| Oh not this again, I been on 10
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| Shit don’t make sense, how I’m blowing through this rent I said
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| Oh not this again, getting hella bent
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| Got whiskey on my shirt, and my landlord, he a jerk
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| There go my rent money, ya ya ya, ay
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| There go my rent money, bye, bye, bye, bitch
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| There go my rent money, ya ya ya, ay
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| There go my rent money, fuck my life |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Rent Money , by - Oncue. Song from the album Perfectly, Tragically, Flawed, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп