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Lilmanic

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I’ve been raised blank face
Never going back to the days
Where the pain struck pavement
Take me back to my crash course
Six double zero one gotta raise
Now it’s seven eight zero six tall
Keep on hearing trash talk
F*ck boy wanna ball
But the ball aint in your court
Got a mother fucker
Thinking he going fast forward
All of yall pussy a demon inside of me
Pushing the limit on my dashboard
All these mother fuckers wanna talk shit
Run up on me you gonna get murdered
Knife play gun cocked I aint forfeit
Sit blazed watching you getting aborted
Too late know you’ve reached your end of story
Got anxiety telling me grip that forty
Everyday I think I might not see the morning
Got suicidal thoughts keep on haunting
Know my girl and my family they thought its sorted
I got demons around me that keep bombarding
I hear voices the reaper he keep on calling
Still forgiving myself I hang in the hallway
I repent to my hell I present my soul with
Kg bouta go off and its by the bell
Loced out I'm doced out with my ghosts
Whole bag smoked I'm gone comatose
I’ve been raised blank face
Never going back to the days
Where the pain struck pavement
Take me back to my crash course
Six double zero one gotta raise
Now it’s seven eight zero six tall
Keep on hearing trash talk
F*ck boy wanna ball
But the ball aint in your court
Got a mother fucker
Thinking he going fast forward
All of yall pussy a demon inside of me
Pushing the limit on my dashboard
I cannot f*ck with these thoughts of existence
So I’m just gonna stack another four more
Bong after bong got me falling down south
Know a bad bitch bouta take dick raw
Keep it low key plenty friends that are fake
I be moving this weight take me one call
Got me my shooter f*ck boy
I aint short of my personal
Stuck in a loop of persistence
Got me my thot and you know that she vicious
See your bitch glance she aint your bitch in an instant
Been on guard back inside the matrix system
In my yard bear traps no pistoll
I aint got no gang got the devil listening
Phone rang only business never personal
And I’ve been up at am really wanna get to murdering
I feel like Ima be the fucking burden of the earthling
I’ve been back inside my spaceship
Know this mother fucker hurtling
Make it to fake I’m gonna make it just to break it
I can’t live life sedated I’m talking bout a mental statement
And I guess the pain real when you f*ck with no haters
Still feel underrated you got the game all amazed
I levitate outer space
I’m no man in no maze
I’ve been an alien among us and I’m the last of my race
I’ve been raised blank face
Never going back to the days
Where the pain struck pavement
Take me back to my crash course
Six double zero one gotta raise
Now it’s seven eight zero six tall
Keep on hearing trash talk
F*ck boy wanna ball
But the ball aint in your court
Got a mother fucker
Thinking he going fast forward
All of yall pussy a demon inside of me
Pushing the limit on my dashboard
All these mother fuckers wanna talk shit
Run up on me you gonna get murdered
Knife play gun cocked I aint forfeit
Sit blazed watching you getting aborted
Too late know you’ve reached your end of story
Got anxiety telling me grip that forty
Everyday I think I might not see the morning
Got suicidal thoughts keep on haunting
Know my girl and my family they thought its sorted
I got demons around me that keep bombarding
I hear voices the reaper he keep on calling
Still forgiving myself I hang in the hallway
I repent to my hell I present my soul with
Kg bouta go off and its by the bell
Loced out I'm doced out with my ghosts
Whole bag smoked I'm gone comatose

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