Lyrics:
live without though, still carried by the doubts coated Buried in, mouth froze drilling in my wisdom, drought Villainous, the distance grown quillings in
Quilling for the hell of it Smashing for the joy of it Running when the fuse is lit Laughing from the stomach Sweating with cicadas drone Feasting on your
chilling I wanna get the feeling We didn't make no quilling We're rising through the ceiling I'm tryna make it happen I wanna give you back, man They're
spinning this shit 10 different ways to win in this shit I'm trying to get rich Pen to the pad, I'm quilling this shit If you on my list I don't forget
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