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Working on sleep
Drugs in love with me
30 on my side that bitch keep my company
Only downfall if I die
Then you aint seen the best of me
Heater leave you cooked hollow points the recipe
Keep it real I do not act
Stick with me she's so attached
Inhaling cookies every chance
Every breath could be your last
Im so high this is a feeling you could never reenact
I'm gone ride the tires peeling a couple bitches in the back

Counting up a check until my thumbs bleed
All my bitches pretty life is ugly
I don't really care about who loves me
Rather feel the pain then feel nothing
Things aint been the same since they locked my partner tooly down
Get in where you fit in tell a goofy he can't come around
Aim it make a shooting sound
Yea that bitch be stupid loud
Snakes all in the grass we don't move the same he slither round
Thats just how I'm getting down
Hope you pussies get it now
Adding up these figures is the only thing I've figured out
Til im dead til im gone me and opps dont get along
Bitch im faded on my own
Sianora im so gone

Pistols popping like some grease
2 bad hoes that fine with me
Swear to god can't trust a soul this cappin shit a disease
Dapping fist you can't with me
Killing shit til they deceased
Told my bro to get the package ups deliveries
Keep the bullshit to the side this music shit will never die
Talking to the money benjamins where I confide
Who is with me who gone ride
Imma catch em by surprise
Swear to god i cannot lose I'm on point like porcupines
I'm moving crazy watch my step
On the gas til nothing left
These pussies cannot hold their own and they words cannot be kept
I don't need you bitch I'm grown
Dont owe nobody got no debt
R.i.p. to f*ckin Kobe imma do it for the west

Had to get it off my chest
Chain smoking i been stressed
Money needing more and the friends I'm needing less
I aint ever snitching
Thats the only thing confessed
Serving face shots
Mothaf*ck a vest
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Working on sleep
Drugs in love with me
30 on my side that bitch keep my company
Only downfall if I die
Then you aint seen the best of me
Heater leave you cooked hollow points the recipe
Keep it real I do not act
Stick with me she's so attached
Inhaling cookies every chance
Every breath could be your last
Im so high this is a feeling you could never reenact
I'm gone ride the tires peeling a couple bitches in the back

Counting up a check until my thumbs bleed
All my bitches pretty life is ugly
I don't really care about who loves me
Rather feel the pain then feel nothing
Things aint been the same since they locked my partner tooly down
Get in where you fit in tell a goofy he can't come around
Aim it make a shooting sound
Yea that bitch be stupid loud
Snakes all in the grass we don't move the same he slither round
Thats just how I'm getting down
Hope you pussies get it now
Adding up these figures is the only thing I've figured out
Til im dead til im gone me and opps dont get along
Bitch im faded on my own
Sianora im so gone

Pistols popping like some grease
2 bad hoes that fine with me
Swear to god can't trust a soul this cappin shit a disease
Dapping fist you can't with me
Killing shit til they deceased
Told my bro to get the package ups deliveries
Keep the bullshit to the side this music shit will never die
Talking to the money benjamins where I confide
Who is with me who gone ride
Imma catch em by surprise
Swear to god i cannot lose I'm on point like porcupines
I'm moving crazy watch my step
On the gas til nothing left
These pussies cannot hold their own and they words cannot be kept
I don't need you bitch I'm grown
Dont owe nobody got no debt
R.i.p. to f*ckin Kobe imma do it for the west

Had to get it off my chest
Chain smoking i been stressed
Money needing more and the friends I'm needing less
I aint ever snitching
Thats the only thing confessed
Serving face shots
Mothaf*ck a vest
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Writer: Kyle Carattini, Nick Mitchell
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