Deoxy$
Ayceeonethirty
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I got some dro to wrap Tryin to let go of the past I'm tryin to close the gap Give part of my soul for the stacks Cause I gotta get the bag Burn me a blunt then I hit the sack Talk to my girl fore I walk in the studio Tell her don't cry, I'ma get this all movin yo I'm bout to shift to my overlord state like I'm Broly They hate but the truth on they face Have my mama set up when I'm twenty seven And I believe that shit like it was God who said it But my mind like Reddit, I don't see shit clear All I ever hear is screamin in my ears She don't know what I be drownin in this beer I know shit I shouldn't, keep me full of fear But I still make home on the east coast I ain't tryin to dance like Ne-Yo Y'all some Miss Cleo's Never seen a key doh Missin all that weight like you switchin to keto Kenny Omega, yeah my squad been elite yo I ain't really tryin to chill around in a mink coat Still I might remix this shit with the Migos Ain't about no ego, yeah my team gotta eat yo That's honest like I'm in the hot seat Got a Pikachu bag full of shots for these Nazis And who gon stop me? Lock me up like Tekashi Might off Richard Spencer dispensin that Glock heat Bite off they heads like I'm Ozzy Got some of my people on oxys Seen too much pain, too much love put in boxes I don't member when it was that I lost it Meteor sent like Deoxys I'm just a vessel to start the apocalypse I'm just a problem that you got no way to fix Y'all wanna sit on yo asses and wait for shit I put my feet to the pavement and get it Can't rest til they pay me to speak by the minute Yeah this ain't no job, it's my life, ain't no holidays I got a lot of shit ridin on what I say Drunk like I'm Hemmingway, high in the Milky Way Homie I soar through the sky like I'm Ricochet I'm tryin to burn in Hawaii with Holloway Can't wait to call up my mom say it's all okay I'm tryin to change the whole game like M. Faraday So that my kids will be set without Medicaid Motorcade all made of Escalades I'm fillin up my Insta with my escapades I don't need a cape Put the Druff on my shoulders til I got a neckache That's Mighty Mouse shit, what you smellin ain't incense All I see at night is dead people like the Sixth Sense I am not a fuckin role model I'm a demonic prophet, I'm the stoned Aristotle I'm an addict and they fuckin up by givin me all this money Probably die bloody, then they'll make a billion of the mummy I gotta get the bag Dollars in frames like I'm Mister Krabs Bout to get pubbin and hit the glass If y'all wanna hate you can kiss my ass
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