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coughing a lot, it’s the smoking of weed when i’m waking up.
razor tucked in the ason tounge, slice my wrists, i never fake a cut.
i just take the funds
break up all these tasty nugz
and then i’m dicing buds till on my cunt
so high, getting fly like a fighter jet.
i just cry from the pain of these lies i’ve kept.
far from the pain when the lighters dead
i got tools of destruction, mitre 10
i sip booze. get boozed till my eyes are red. no surprise i devised all these lines of ket.
fall straight in a hole, where the signs are kept,
just telling you to turn back now to place you came
one wrong turn, and you face the drain
no one lives just to tell the tale.
but if you had steez then you overcame
that was a tale, from my older mates
told young ace, never sell your soul to snakes.
the coldest path, for your soul awaits
i act bold, but i fold when the boulders placed.
try too hard to avoid the jakes.
just a boy, paranoid when i move the weight.
i get blue with the boys,
and i lose a mate, i don’t choose my fate when i’m running a muck
adlay boy, but i love my vans
don’t give a fuck, gotta make my plans.
don’t give a fuck when i take that xan
smoke bongs on the daily, blame it on CAHMS
import tabs on my dick, and im taking a pic for the fans cause they love when i’m having a trip.
she was amazing
i had to dip
blame it on ASON
that’s how it is.
not her fault, i struggle with loving these bitches, they fucking my trust,
but wanting my kids.
mental case if you want a rush
i know babes that will make you piss.
fuck your rizz i done make her blush
girl named ☀️ and she likes to fuck
make her wet like a cigarette tuck.
smoke that dart, let me pack my blunt.
suicide if you want to stunt.
too bad it runs in the family.
i seen the damage it done
scaring my mother, i’m gripping on stanley. blood on the leaves
blood on her son.
since then on a path more private,
took caps
two times, i flew like a pilot.
bust down, i bust in her privates
next day got a lust for the violence
so i layed out bruz in a crisis
could’ve sworn he got blown by isis.
,just by the state we left him
don’t know about shit if you ask though
just move to the next damn question
i ain’t narco. i’m tested.
all i know is your bitch wanna sex it.
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