I Do This Too Much

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I've seen your violent side
It slowly shows it's teeth
And I know that I've lied to your face
Bitch you deserved it

(Call, call, call, call, call, call)
Calling my phone number, what do you want?
Bitch, you put up a front
(No, no, no, no, no)
Nobody wants to get through if they gotta break a barrier

I'm not new to this, watch your fuckin' step
Blessed only with a vision, baby, I can do the rest

Ex-plicit, isn't DSN horrific with his flows?
Spittin' shit I feel indifferent on
References no-one knows

(Dude, stop!)
Dawson got a
(Boom box!)
In his closet
(Two socks!)
That don't match at all
Packin' hits, got no Adderall

Stop, bitch!
You just got hit with my pen, paper
Friend maker
You are not shit, I got like ten haters!

Chillin' in my whip, my homie chew it in his teeth
Anytime we go to smoke you know we do it as a team
(That's real)

Never was it less, you being depressed
(My field)
Is being the best, I'm beating my chest

Now everybody here getting slump
Damn look at the time!

(I'm like an animal
Metal and mechanical)

I don't wanna fear getting worse, because I'm doing fine

(Uh, uh-huh)

I'm in the front row
DSN's here, and oh no, they don't know
I don't got no energy, next time I won't go

Falling in the middle, kid'll surely get fired,
Walk a line thin as piano wire
And if you don't know, DSN the G.O.A.T.
Bro be the shit
I wrote "Auf Wiedersehen" too much
See me with a bowl, hit, and that'd be my lunch
See me getting cold, I think I do that too much

Think I might be next up
Baby, just chill and do your dance
I got my checks up, maybe I'll save a couple bands

Dawson erotic
I finally got it
I'm probably not the prophet that I thought (If it matters)
Sharing a bong to get higher than ladders
And swearing along to the LP of Mathers
Bury me! Help me! I'm trynna be happy
I'm crappy as f*ck, I won't lie
Dap me up, pack me a fatty, I'm happy
Outside we all takin' a rip, and we die

Buddy, my money ain't blue, like the sky
Red is my color, I'm cool by design
I'm on top of everything, and they be thinkin'
"Why the f*ck is it you and not I?"
My music feel like it is I spy
You forget this shit's on my time
The youth is unusually proving me right
I'm abusing the music in my mind

Wow! Goddamn, I need to take a chill pill
The money in my bank account don't come in dollar bills

I'm new, a nuisance, I go only to my beat
Do do the music if you only wanna feed

Now everybody here getting slump
Damn look at the time!

(You want a hand to pull?
Shit is understandable)

I don't wanna fear doing worse, because I'm doing, fine

(Uh, uh-huh)

I'm in the front row
DSN's here, and oh no, they don't know
I don't got no energy, next time I won't go

Falling in the middle, kid'll surely get fired
Walk a line thin as piano wire
And if you don't know, DSN the G.O.A.T.
Bro be the shit
I wrote "Auf Wiedersehen" too much
See me with a bowl, hit, and that'd be my lunch
See me getting cold, I think I do that too much

Think I might be next up
Baby, just chill and do your dance
I got my checks up, maybe I'll save a couple bands

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