Chinese Food In The Carpet (feat. Pravda & Blubbz52)

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Go too low
Just to show
How far back up
I can go
Take this cup,
Fill it up,
Just so you don't give a f*ck
Chinese food in the carpet, (damn)
It was all empty in my pockets
I wish I could stop it,
The party life i live is toxic
Stained the percaline throne,
Who the hell was home (not me)
My cats smell like cologne,
Where the hell my phone
Ring, ring, ring, cross the room,
Check the time
Afternoon,
I know soon
I know soon like Al Capone,
I check my texts on the phone
And I see that I'm alone,
Stuck inside this hotel room
On the interstate, speeding
Like a fuckin' demon
All my friends are heathens,
I know they got reasons
Do you know the track's release,
Like its a certain disease
People are gonna go feast on this release, yeah
This track gon' be released,
I am on the west and north and south and to the east
Cause I am the beast,
At least to my concern
They're probably gonna be up there, it is my time to return
Return to the throne,
It's a song and the flow
We the goats of this grove,
It's our time to grow
Yo be in the show (Broadway)
We are not alone,
I'm answering the phone
All the dealers call,
Wishing us to fall
To the ground,
And lose our sound
I ain't going now,
I'm being loud
Seek it loud,
Keep it proud
Shout it out in the crowd,
F*ck around
My ability knows no bounds,
You some clowns
Keep it a 100,
You see to the greet
I'm repping it super grand prix
All these rappers in the game,
Yet you don't know our name
We are in this little lane,
Fearing for our endgame
I don't f*ck with the food I eat,
No one will never dissing me
Be like Donnie, with what what I see,
That shit be dark on to me (darko to me)
Every time I lied to you,
I cried about feeling down
Every time I try to live a lie,
I will just be told to go die (f*ck that shit)
You don't know the lifeline,
I am going through this time
I ain't never lived around,
My own guilt now
Pull the trigger, make him die,
Don't put up in any fight
I'll just go fucking lie
About where I was tonight
Hi told me white lies,
I downed 6 bottles of your dad's white wine
Steal his keys, go for a joyride
And crash on the side of the local five guys
Still feel fine, get out with a sigh
And walk to the manager, and then I apply
Get a nine to five, until I can pay for the damages
Don't know what the moral of the story I've been saying
Is I feel like I never need to make any sense
Unless it starts making cents
I'm in a rush to be rich,
Constantly f*ck a new bitch
Flipping the switch, go zoom, boom
Crash in the coupe, don't know what to do
Feel like I'm stu, stupid to do this shit
Motherfucker treat me like a brain surgeon
I'm surrounded by barners, the fuckin urges
Bruh, stop watching my money, get your profits up
I'm done with the talking, the fucking moving on now, like, uh
Like a bro, I spit the truth
I was born in the booth
Going at it, click, clack, bang
They say I'm fucking insane
Running in a loop,
That shit is all I do
And yeah, we never lose,
We suck in groove
Always on the move,
You know it'll happen soon
Y'all know too,
It's a golden plane
It's all just the same
Something wrong with my brain
No one knows anything
Other than the fast lane,
Do your thing

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