| I got blood on my knees
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| Knee deep in mud from the mud let me breathe
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| He just a thug let 'em die in the streets
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| Cigarette butts, glass, and rocks in my teeth
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| And I’m choking out, I need oxygen please
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| Dreading the day like I locked up my fro
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| Remember the day that they locked up my bro
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| Ain’t been the same, feel the shit to this day
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| And I’m choking out
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| I need oxygen, oxygen, *breathes* oxygen (Uhh)
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| Oxygen, oxygen, *breathes* right now I’m choking out
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| I need oxygen, oxygen, *breathes* oxygen (yeah)
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| Oxygen, oxygen, yeah
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| She bow-bow when she adlib
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| I got a Waka Flocka of these booches to ease my pain
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| Living single though, don’t got the time of day
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| Plus I still live at the stu' tryna pay bills that been due
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| For a while now as the world spin
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| Tryna spend more time with pops
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| Heard he bout to go to the doc and get surgery
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| Shock cause it been so long since he done heard from me
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| Now it’s emergency
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| It’s hard to smile now, so I pow wow
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| With a big booty bodequa, smoke and eat cold pizza
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| Hor d’oeuvres and herbs how we splurge
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| Wasted I crash in your curves, stick shift, reverse
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| Smash on your couch and disperse
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| Won’t call for a while now yeah
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| Now we don’t speak no more
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| Not used to blessings, reject my rewards
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| It’s either that or get bored, I don’t know, know
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| Nah, what it is? |
| Why I- fuck this shit
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| I’mma get high today, high nigga, holiday
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| Pumping the gas in my room
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| Getting immune to the fumes
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| My tank on E, I need a pick me up
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| Can I uber to jupiter witcha?
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| This world been so brutal for niggas
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| Hands up they still shot go google the pictures
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| So ooh, it’s ridiculous
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| I got blood on my knees
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| Knee deep in mud from the mud let me breathe
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| He just a thug let 'em die in the streets
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| Cigarette butts, glass, and rocks in my teeth
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| And I’m choking out, I need oxygen please
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| Dreading the day like I locked up my fro
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| Remember the day that they locked up my bro
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| Ain’t been the same, feel the shit to this day
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| And I’m choking out
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| I need oxygen, oxygen, *breathes* oxygen (Uhh)
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| Oxygen, oxygen, *breathes* right now I’m choking out
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| I need oxygen, oxygen, *breathes* oxygen (yeah)
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| Oxygen, oxygen, yeah |