Lucky
Luny
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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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