LYRICS: [CA$PR] BITCH IM KICKIN IN THE DOOR LEAVE YOU BLOODIED ON THE FLOOR I BEEN WAITING FOR THE DAY THAT I CAN END THIS FUCKING WHORE BITCH IF I SHOOT THEN I SCORE LOST MY MIND AT 24 IT DONT MATTER WHAT YOU SAY CUS NORMAL LIFE IS SUCH A CHORE I HAVE A CRAVING FOR BLOOD BITCH I CAME OUT THE MUD LET YOUR LUNGS FILL AND FLOOD WHILE I SMOKE ON THIS BLUNT IN THE DARKNESS I HUNT BITCH I STAB IN THE GUT WHILE I CALL YOU A SLUT GET NO HELP FROM ABOVE THIS IS WHY YOU SHOULD NEVER CROSS ME BITCH IM A HOST THATS WHY MY EYES ARE ALWAYS GLOSSY HOE [GGRIM] TURNING TABLES FLIP THE CROSSES BOSSES MORE LIKE DESPERATE CAUSES WITH YOUR HEAD UNDER THE FAUCET WATCH AS ALL YOU START TO TOSS IT YOU CANT HANDLE THE STRESS AND THE PAIN IT TAKES TO BECOME A GOOD RAPPER TODAY AINT NOT THAT EASY TO BREEZY YOUR LANE PUT IN SOME WORK IF YOU WANNA GET PAID WAISTING YOUR MONEY ON FEATURES AND PLAYS YOU MOVE WITH YOUR BRAIN I MOVE WITH MY HEART TEARS ME APART THE MUSIC I BROUGHT WHAT YOU MAKE IS NOT A SONG I KNOW YOU THINK SO BUT
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