RAGER BOYZ
Kid Cudi, Young Thug
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Yeah, mmm Yeah, yeah I been feelin' like I (mmm), numbin' myself to get by (ah) That's my reality (yeah), all my days I don't know (yeah), what'll happened to me (go) Hope for the best, take these shots (yeah, yeah) Hope I feel some relief, hardest loaded ammo (ah-ah) Let's go to war when I sleep (ah), yeah, I'm zippin' out, walls are closin' in I'm in too deep, woah-woah, in this darkness where my demons like to be No one understands the memospheric therapy (woah-woah, woo) Yeah, I'm in it (ah-ah-ah), something here is off Nothing's really helpin' dawg, I'm screamin', "Motherfuck the law" (f*ck 'em) Nigga wishin' (ah-ah-ah), on a shootin' star Hopin' I can make it, yeah, I pray on my knees (yeah) Yeah, I'm in it (ah-ah-ah), somethin' here is off Nothing's really helpin', dawg, I'm screamin', "Motherfuck the law" (f*ck 'em) Nigga wishin' (yeah), on a shootin' star Practice my world, man (yeah) Ayy, I told the judge, "I'm prolly biggest off" I told the bitch she can't be chargin' me for Saint Laurent Yeah, I told my baby not to break the law I told my baby mama, careful not to get involved Yeah, this bitch is bad and she got plenty jaws Plenty wars, pussy raw, raw, I got Saint Laurent I told her, "Get some fire, throw on on some'" How your hat say White Sox and you from the Bronx? (woo) Yeah, I'm in it (ah-ah-ah), something here is off Nothing's really helpin' dawg, I'm screamin', "Motherfuck the law" (f*ck 'em) Nigga wishin' (ah-ah-ah), on a shootin' star Hopin' I can make it, yeah, I pray on my knees (yeah) Yeah, I'm in it (ah-ah-ah), somethin' here is off Nothing's really helpin', dawg, I'm screamin', "Motherfuck the law" (f*ck 'em) Nigga wishin' (yeah), on a shootin' star Practice my world, man (yeah) Some' to think about is sky's fallin', crumblin' Can't save 'em all, it's f*ck the world and send the heat Bodied that shit and orange-rich, smellin' tangerine I'm a madman, get out mine with Lamborghini Hands are speedin', demons chasin' out 'em Make way for the rager boys, but in my mind 'til the early morn' Shruggin' like she creakin', dripped out on Sunday Lil' virgin wearing VETEMENTS on the runway (woo) Yeah, I'm in it (ah-ah-ah), something here is off Nothing's really helpin' dawg, I'm screamin', "Motherfuck the law" (f*ck 'em) Nigga wishin' (ah-ah-ah), on a shootin' star Hopin' I can make it, yeah, I pray on my knees (yeah) Yeah, I'm in it (ah-ah-ah), somethin' here is off Nothing's really helpin', dawg, I'm screamin', "Motherfuck the law" (f*ck 'em) Nigga wishin' (yeah), on a shootin' star Practice my world, man, right
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Written by: Anthony R. Kilhoffer, Daniel Barry Shyman, David M Karbal, Jeffery Lamar Williams, Oladipo O. Omishore, Scott Ramon Seguro Mescudi
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