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Lucas Hex

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One time with the semi
Takin psychedelics got this music feelin heavy
I know they’re not really ever ready
Trendy little killer but I’m trippy keep it steady
With their bloodshot eyes yea yea
They don’t wanna see me thrive yea yea
Buckle up I’ll be your guide
I’m about to take you on a mother fuckin ride yea
Goddamn made a couple thicker checks
Then I blew it made it back I bought a chain and reinvest
Yea my mama needs a mansion and my body needs some rest
Ima prolly need a lawyer cause the game is full of stress
Wanna buy myself a plain Jane
Side bitch and my main bitch got the same name
Know about each other cause it’s gang gang
I don’t know who I can really trust it’s such a fuckin shame
I been in the struggle stumbled fumbled still remaining humble
All my mouths to feed we hustle buckle down and wrap a bundle
I could get you pressed this shits a jungle boy we muscle trouble
Gloves and shovels, rope and muzzles, scuffles get you stuffed in duffles
Uh
Boy I got it for the low
You could Slide through quick and bring a bitch for the bros
If the Cops come mute and never tell em what you know
And I always keep a couple yankee candles for these hoe’s like
With their bloodshot eyes yea yea
They don’t wanna see me thrive yea yea
Buckle up I’ll be your guide
I’m about to take you on a mother fuckin ride yea
Goddamn made a couple thicker checks
Then I blew it made it back I bought a chain and reinvest
Yea my mama needs a mansion and my body needs some rest
Ima prolly need a lawyer cause the game is full of stress
F*ck a fake, player hate
Spewing lies, kill a nake
Wanna ride, way too late
I stash a gram inside her cake
Way too lit, kill and dip
I just made my trillest shit
I do this for these kids that feel alone And need a better fix uh
She’s been drinking smokin fucking tryna cop a bean
I been thinking hoping praying I can sell the P’s
Baby hit your knees
It's heavy when I breath
Fire up the beast
Baby I got what you need
Uh
Yea I got it for the low
You could slide through quick and put some polish on your toes
If the cops come f*ck it baby tell em I ain’t home
I been sipping now I’m leaning and the world don’t feel alone like
I’m dolo on the crossroads
On the walk home
The demons never talk slow
You should all know
F*ck it lemme sign though
Cause my minds gone
I sold my soul for happy thoughts and end up in a pine box
With their bloodshot eyes yea yea
They don’t wanna see me thrive yea yea
Buckle up I’ll be your guide
I’m about to take you on a mother fuckin ride yea
Goddamn made a couple thicker checks
Then I blew it made it back I bought a chain and reinvest
Yea my mama needs a mansion and my body needs some rest
Ima prolly need a lawyer cause the game is full of stress
Made a couple thick checks
Made a couple fake friends
All they do is make threats
All they do is lose bets

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