AUCTION (prod. $teev)

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Gnaw, The Rapper

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Get a lil' shot of somethin'
Pour it in my cup
Give a f*ck
What I'm sippin'
I just want a lil' buzz
Brain fogged
Stay gone
Got me swimmin' through the mud
I'd take laps 'round your ass
But I'm limited in funds
I'm a road runner
You Wile E. got a cold stunner
Can't hit what you can't see
I'm a rogue gunner
In line of my sights and
I'm finna blow, but I
Can't say my goodbyes and
I melt like warm butter
Legs on piston
No weight up on my wrist and
Rest ain't comin' easy
Need to lessen my resistance
Takin' on a vision
But it ain't 20/20 yet
I need a pair of glasses
I'm too broke for the prescription tho
I'm always wishin' on the wishin' hole
Maybe I could blow up off a record
Get my writtens known
A long-shot in the dark, ain't ever hittin' no
A large mouth for the bark, ain't ever bitten, so
Throw up- throw up (uh)
Know what- know what
I'm a loser baby, I could use a
Glow up- so what
Yeah I know that, throwback
To the kid with Kodak
Snappin' shots at every angle
In the moment, woah man
What I'd give
For couple minutes of that time back,
It's only seconds anymore, now that's a time-lapse
Fight facts, and I'm afraid of what my future holds
I only wanted this for life, I hope it's mutual

On that raw shit
On that break a hundred times tryna' mob shit
On that save a couple dimes for that faucet
For the drip, got me droppin' my pockets
On that raw shit
On that break a hundred times tryna' mob shit
On that save a couple dimes for that faucet
F*ck it, I'll put my soul up for auction

Damn I need to rest
I need that cash
And need a bad bitch
Wallow in my pity
Feelin' smaller
Than my mattress
Yung sleepy hollow
I been headless in my practice
Boy got no bravado
But the bravo still attracted
Numb it all
Got me tactless
Lackin' any feeling
Colder than an avalanche and
I say that I'm happy
Seein' through me like I'm plastic
Givin' all your love
I can't return, like it was tagless
It's all baggage
Y'all should really gimme credit though
Milly on a vid my vocal presence was embedded on
When I got my rack, I burned the check, and then I bet it all
Let it off, bank account a wreck, I fall in debt to ball
Finally copped me a whip
V6 sittin' pretty, automatic it shifts
Sunroof, lights shining through the windows with tints
On peanut butter know I'm smoother than a knife through the JIF
Yeah I got the key to every door I put my foot in
But the motivation bookin', tumble, lockin' when I look in
Pullin' golden pen and paper out my pocket; where I took it
Lost it talkin' to myself when every option wasn't lookin' good
Always disrespect inside my ocular
Talkin' ill of others wouldn't ever make you popular
If you say you go the hardest, you the softener
I been called a natural, but everyone's a polymer
Synthetic

On that raw shit
On that break a hundred times tryna' mob shit
On that save a couple dimes for that faucet
For the drip, got me droppin' my pockets
On that raw shit
On that break a hundred times tryna' mob shit
On that save a couple dimes for that faucet
F*ck it, I'll put my soul up for auction

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