Yeah Right
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G’d up from the feet up ain’t a single thing that you can’t beat up Yeah right, yeah right Always lighting weed up so your mind is fully freed up Yeah right, yeah right Claimin’ that you’re poppin’, IG models givin’ top in the front seat of the Mazda Yeah right, yeah right Got more fucking options than pills I've seen you coping Yeah right, yeah right Dropping bands on fashion often drip so hard they're always mopping Yeah right, yeah right Those sheets are luxury and cotton that's why you aint getting off them Yeah right, yeah right Actavis non-stop in the cup to cure the coughin' Neglect the bowl of broth don't give a f*ck about your coffin Yeah right, yeah right You look like God You look like God You look like God can't one see you Somehow I just don't believe you Somehow I just don't believe you You look like god can't one see you Somehow I just don't believe you I've got a lottery bet I've got a lot of regret (Who me, I'm fine, everything I’m doing’s by design) Your thoughts will really beat you demons lining up to meet you Boil down your soul and cook it up like it's some beef stew Few too many fibs will seat you on a bed of thorns and bleed you Of every single ounce of dignity there are no fuckin re-do's (Interlude) Grow your mind and shrink your ego I think we both know you need to Look I know you think you glow But trust me though nobody sees you Trying to mask your insecurities The fog your feeding eats you And the shit you let then feed you Makes your presence hard to breath through You should remove Every damn post where you post and brag Or bitch about shit you’re supposed to have Here's a tip for the pricks who approach me mad You should sit before you're hit with a fist Trying to counterfeit like a wound up pit While you drowned in this we all think it’s sad How you're insecure but you think you’re mad How you had good folks but you hate your dad How you're tragic broke but you're chasing fads How you're hooked on coke but afraid of dabs How you blame your life on those tragic nights But the sky’s been bright and you're still down bad But nothing’s worse in the universe Than how you die first and then blame the lag I've got a lottery bet I've got a lot of regret (Who me, I'm fine, everything I’m doing’s by design)
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