Dying
TBS Rappin'
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I'm drunk, I'm high, fucked up, I'm dying Rather the giving, nigga ain't counting on praying I'm drunk, I'm high, fucked up, i'm dying How should I clear nigga i'm beating my fears I'm drunk, I'm high, fucked up, I'm dying Rather the giving, nigga ain't counting on praying I'm drunk, I'm high, fucked up, i'm dying How should I clear nigga i'm beating my fears Fuckin the shit, helping my own Before i fell in love bitch I was alone Fuckin some bitches sometime at home But never really felt yea like it was home Omg imma smoke my shit Oh my g imma make this shit My real og always making this shit Rather the shit, rather the snitches Wonder what in my life is coming While i just have a life of cuming Will i just have a life of money Just praying for the while but nothing coming Sipping till I’m gone, I’ve been so much on the road Already fucked myself by smoking like 20 in a row Nigga yea I know for while I’m still broke Shawty yea I know, used to sell sum stuffs So I can’t hope on luck Take a hit, so you could ease a bit I’m in this shit, nigga stuck in it So much I wish but never I fit I'm making it till one day imma live My dream life, f*ck it need cash Realize that we die fast I'm drunk, I'm high, fucked up, I'm dying Rather the giving, nigga ain't counting on praying I'm drunk, I'm high, fucked up, i'm dying How should I clear nigga i'm beating my fears I'm drunk, I'm high, fucked up, I'm dying Rather the giving, nigga ain't counting on praying I'm drunk, I'm high, fucked up, i'm dying How should I clear nigga i'm beating my fears Writing shits that no one could talk about My living story, all the trust that I have lost My feeling lost once how could I love some whore Expressing myself, just tell them how they are my world Sorry for the interpret, I can't explain with words I wanna leave my print, dealing with the lord Exposed to live shit since the fucking day i born Rather all they say i still can't explain my home Just leave me alone, still fine in my zone I'm done with this, the living shit need to fine my own Awesome bitch, fucking rich I'm thinking bout the solve Know that money, fucking money is the fucking solve I'm drunk, I'm high, fucked up, I'm dying Rather the giving, nigga ain't counting on praying I'm drunk, I'm high, fucked up, i'm dying How should I clear nigga i'm beating my fears I'm drunk, I'm high, fucked up, I'm dying Rather the giving, nigga ain't counting on praying I'm drunk, I'm high, fucked up, i'm dying How should I clear nigga i'm beating my fears
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