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Camo flow, shoot you and your own parole
Kill a mic and kill a hoe, if they dont run up their gold
Here’s the stories always told, sunken and down own their own
Drugs, trap and all alone, ready for the fucking show
Oh press your luck nigga, press your luck nigga
Press your luck nigga, press your luck nigga
Danny got the fuckin caesar, cut his hair for dirty reasons
Said that he don't feel himself, like his body trapped in cement
Drugs got him lucid dreaming, catching smoke like Willie Beamen
Losing cells like zombies when the xannys only thing he eaten
Had to move up a level, crack cocaine, moving rebel
Navy shooting at him nigga, head steaming like a kettle
Stab himself inside the arm, just to see if this shit real
Then repeat the cycle till he loses every fucking feel
Camo flow, shoot you and your own parole
Kill a mic and kill a hoe, if they dont run up their gold
Here’s the stories always told, sunken and down own their own
Drugs, trap and all alone, ready for the fucking show
Oh press your luck nigga, press your luck nigga
Press your luck nigga, press your luck nigga
Trapoholic Robert is so astonished by the work he just installed in
The street that we call the market
Never had a feeling for the need or greedy seating
He just served it but he cant go back with NYPD
Served it to his auntie, she never sent him money
When he was hunting, he was hungry, life is something
Now his fam is dead from the coke inside their head
But the hustle dont stop till Rob is layed in bed
Camo flow, shoot you and your own parole
Kill a mic and kill a hoe, if they dont run up their gold
Here’s the stories always told, sunken and down own their own
Drugs, trap and all alone, ready for the fucking show
Oh press your luck nigga, press your luck nigga
Press your luck nigga, press your luck nigga
Ty is sad, tell the demons go away
Bullied for the way he walks, talks, people follow waves
Somebody follow him home, to where he stays
Hit Ty with a rock and heard, "God don't like when you pray"
Ty turns around, chokes him, eyeballs pop-out
Bleeding from his nose and mouth, begging for his heath amount
But demons possess a nigga, like it does to millennials
Seen from his peripheral, a goat who is cynical
Camo flow, shoot you and your own parole
Kill a mic and kill a hoe, if they dont run up their gold
Here’s the stories always told, sunken and down own their own
Drugs, trap and all alone, ready for the fucking show
Oh press your luck nigga, press your luck nigga
Press your luck nigga, press your luck nigga
Camo flow, shoot you and your own parole
Kill a mic and kill a hoe, if they dont run up their gold
Here’s the stories always told, sunken and down own their own
Drugs, trap and all alone, ready for the fucking show
Oh press your luck nigga, press your luck nigga
Press your luck nigga, press your luck nigga

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