The Things
GiLeo
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I'm sick of this goddamn lock I'm sick of the way I talk I'm sick of my 5 inch cock I'm sick of the way I walk I'm sick of it, I'm in the thick of it now Somebody help your boy out Give me a hand and then pull me on out There's things I know nothing about, I'm looking for answers but I just got doubt I'm feeling doubtful Fill a cup to the top but it's half full I get no bitches, I think that means that I can't pull But I'm still gonna try Gonna cock back, aim for the bullseye Motherfuckers, they gon' have to die Make way for the future Gonna have to shoot ya Find a punishment to suit ya I'm feeling alone Don't got much friends so I'm staying at home Stuck on my phone Looking for beats I can own Tear em' apart like a dog on a bone Like a cat and a mouse Building the frames and then building the house I get paid by the ounce Like Tom do to Jerry break-in unannounced I'm sick of this goddamn lock I'm sick of the way I talk I'm sick of my 5 inch cock I'm sick of the way I walk I'm sick of it, I'm in the thick of it now Somebody help your boy out Give me a hand and then pull me on out There's things I know nothing about, I'm looking for answers but I just got doubt I used to be scared of the dark Scared of the demons and scared of the sharks Used to believe in the elves But now I'm just scared to believe in myself I think I'm fucked up in the brain I think I swerved out of my lane I'm going insane I'm feeling the pain but no gain I'm right on the target but now I can't aim Life is a game, we aren't the same You're trying to win and I'm playing it safe I'm flying low but you're flying in space These are the things that make me a disgrace I'm sick of myself and I'm sick of me losing This the type of shit that'll make me start using I'm tired of second best and bad music These are the things that'll make myself lose it I'm sick of this goddamn lock I'm sick of the way I talk I'm sick of my 5 inch cock I'm sick of the way I walk I'm sick of it, I'm in the thick of it now Somebody help your boy out Give me a hand and then pull me on out There's things I know nothing about, I'm looking for answers but I just got doubt I'm sick of this goddamn lock I'm sick of the way I talk I'm sick of my 5 inch cock I'm sick of the way I walk I'm sick of it, I'm in the thick of it now Somebody help your boy out Give me a hand and then pull me on out There's things I know nothing about, I'm looking for answers but I just got doubt
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