LIMBO. (feat. ARKS)
Time Just Kills
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Feeling so low, kinda like I'm in a limbo Shooter from the free throw You is not my equal Time's running out, and these doses getting lethal Feeling higher than a seagull You is not my equal We do not compare, all you got is twenty singles I can pay off all your bills with just one of many singles I make million dollar hits, while you make them goofy jingles See an opp, just like Proactiv, we gon' pop him like a pimple Your bitch on my lap, she gon' ride me like a cowboy Keep a .40 tucked, you better run when I'm around, boy All these hoes playing too much, like kids when they around toys Bitch, quit acting like you know me, you don't know what I'm about, boy Long story short, I went from nothing into something All these bitches acting horny by the way we see them coming You the only one I want, bitch, you know I ain't no dummy She a freaky lil' thottie when my dick up in her tummy Ohhh, We some savages, better put us in a cell I done went to sleep, then I woke up right in Hell I be with the fallen angels, demons with halos Feeling so low, kinda like I'm in a limbo Shooter from the free throw You is not my equal Time's running out, and these doses getting lethal Feeling higher than a seagull You is not my equal We do not compare, all you got is twenty singles I can pay off all your bills with just one of many singles I make million dollar hits, while you make them goofy jingles See an opp, just like Proactiv, we gon' pop him like a pimple Yeah yeah I've been feeling low, how low can I go? Lying on the floor Making bread like I'm a baker, yeah, I got that dough, yeah I don't need no hoe yeah, don't you kill my flow yeah I get what I want Don't care what you need If I like it, then I got it, that's reality Feeling like a banker with that cash on me You know I'm up next, so don't you pass on me, yeah yeah Hold up I just got my dough up My flows just getting colder Feeling so low, kinda like I'm in a limbo Shooter from the free throw You is not my equal Time's running out, and these doses getting lethal Feeling higher than a seagull You is not my equal We do not compare, all you got is twenty singles I can pay off all your bills with just one of many singles I make million dollar hits, while you make them goofy jingles See an opp, just like Proactiv, we gon' pop him like a pimple
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