Bottles In The Bedroom

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Yeah
And I still rap bro
Yeah, aye
And I still rap bro
And I don't remember the fucking words
I say it couple times just to work out what is hurtin' worse
I spin up a disc make it sick it is a gift and a curse
'Cause I don't sonnet I do verse

Bottles in the bedroom got me brain dead
I can't even remember what they said
I only give a f*ck about my apex
It's my pay checks, oh

Feeling the rhythm the bounce the passionate liquor
Before your eyes start to lie to you, make decisions
In the party gettin' off on the JD and Coke man
My visions getting riddled with waves no LFO or on serum
I'm getting rid of this crave just after bro give me trickles
Now got this bang on my door or is it him trynna finish what all the girlfriends ignore but All the singles replenish
I hope tonight ain't that bad but bro I'm picturing images of the shit that I did and it Makes Me hate myself
Like a pack, abusing the visions and fall down 'cause I don't paper sell
Making close to nothing bro please 'cause all I wanna make cheese, no baby bell
It's speaking like a JBL
How safe is safe, come save me now
I'm feeling like my own villian
Feeling like you hate me now
I'm backing a bottle no I'm not in denile yeah so I got

(Yeah) Bottles in the bedroom got me brain dead
I can't even remember what they said
I only give a f*ck about my apex
It's my pay checks, oh
Bottles in the bed room got me brain dead
I can't even remember what they said
I only give a f*ck about my apex
It's my pay checks, oh
Bottles in the bedroom got me brain dead
I can't even remember what they said
I only give a f*ck about my apex
It's my pay checks, oh
Bottles in the bedroom got me brain dead
I can't even remember what they said
I only give a f*ck about my apex
It's my pay checks, oh

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