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Get my Cali for the low, low, low
Make it snow like ho, ho, hoe
I’m in pain, man don’t you know?
In my tracks, I let it all go
It’s the release that I crave but i’m out of ways
To show sympathy, it’s hard for me
I’m numb but emotional
That don’t make sense but that’s how I feel
I don’t really know how to show how I feel anymore
Always late nights on my own when they call
Pressing decline, I just don’t wanna talk
Paranoid thoughts running up
Are them man gonna run up?
I don’t wanna know when my times up
Kinda wanna know who to really trust
Only feel lust when i’m sniffed off my face
Told her come ‘round, I could use a little face
Don’t even break her back, I don’t never call her back, back, back
Ready to attack on that
Shank in my back, back, back, back, back, back
Sometimes when I get low
I can put on a real show
Big breakdowns, fuck sake
Put my wrist on my blade
It just seems like shit don’t get better
Man I promise that my goal is tryna do better
Do better but i’m fed up
Cut the drugs ‘cos it’s dead up
Imma press the pressure til i’m dead up
Get my Cali for the low, low, low
Make it snow like ho, ho, hoe
I’m in pain, man don’t you know?
In my tracks, I let it all go
Ain’t living that life no-more
Keep my head down ‘cos i’m really tryna score
Imma get it cracking, watch your boy get bored
Boy i’m never slacking, got a big fucking sword
Tryna push that blade, dig it deep in his spleen
Say no more, I don’t need to explain
Nitties on my line, carry shit for a fiend
Do no talk, I ain’t aiming for the fame
Tryna get my bread up
Tryna move my mom out
Fuck about my pops out
Fuck it, imma shut it down
Really ‘bout to get loud
U.K. where it’s all fucked
Big blades on me growing up
U.K. where it’s all fucked
Big blades on me growing up, growing up
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- Hip-hop & Rap