Intro (Dark Skies) [feat. J.C & Pablo]
2020 Music
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Hating niggas ya in my way Feel the moment can’t feel my face Hating niggas ya in my way Feel the moment can't feel my face Hating niggas ya in my way Im a young nigga been getting cake Only f*ck with real can't fucks with fake I get to them bands (Make no mistake) She know I'm the man (Titties in my face) Keep the bands on me (She make it shake) If you talking money (We can conversate) Feel the moment can’t feel my face Hating niggas ya in my way (Yea yea yea ) Feel the moment can't feel my face Hating niggas ya in my way Im a young nigga been getting cake Only f*ck with real can't fucks with fake I get to them bands make no mistake Got a bad bitch titties in my face Throw her dead prezis then she make it shake Broke boy then we can’t relate Cant relate to all the broke boys yea we can't relate All they talk about the money that they never made (We just can’t relate) Can't relate to all them broke boys yea we can't relate If we talking 'bout them bands know I'm on my way Can't relate to all the broke boys they be hating on us (Aye) Sippin' slow vision blurred, I can't feel my face (Aye) my face (Aye) can't feel my face (Aye) I can’t feel my face I can't feel my face yea Too much on my plate yea I been feelin' like I just need to get away, woah I can't feel my face Too much drugs up in my place Woah I been feelin' slow I been blowin' too much smoke Ya don't understand I'm the realest nigga out Tell you what I'm all about I be serving the loud by the pound Breaking it down Weighing it out Weighing my options I had get out Money it rain like it stuck in a cloud Have sex with your bitch like I'm stuck in her mouth I'm the last of the real like this shit is a drought Return of the real All my niggas is real And f*ck how you feel Yea f*ck how you feel (On a ride on a ride yea I’m rippin' through my) Pablo Pablo, Pablo On a ride on a ride yea I’m rippin' through my mind I been sippin' on my cup feel like I’m never comin' out Keep on mixin' prescriptions My head keep spinning from liquor My liver never been sicker quicker Keep rollin' yea rollin’ rollin’ Gone off the bars yea I’m snoozin’ Face feeling numb guess from all of that booze and The weed that I rolled got me munchin’ like Scooby I can’t feel my face still I’m smokin’ this doobie I’m high up on life (I’m high up on life) I’m not comin' down, down, down Only smokin’ on loud, loud, loud Smokin’ on dabs yea, yea Lean wit the rap yea, yea Lean wit the rap, lean wit the
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