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nascar (prod. scmk)
02:39
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wash me away again
i've been sleeping all day again
in the rain i see your face again
getting money like a businessman
i'm just tryna run it up and spend it on my friends
tryna buy em all fast cars
we're tryna speed away like nascar
we're getting to this cash like it's not hard
i'm sippin on wockhardt
yeah i'm cold like i got no heart
yeah i'm getting to this cash
i go hard for my family
i just gotta make my music
i ain't got no plan b
i won't stop til mama's in a house out in miami
i say prayers for everyone out there who understands me
i can't be what you want me to be
i can only see what you want me to see
now i'm tugging on your sleeve asking
"will you count my guap w me...?"
i'm tryna buy my gang fast cars
we're tryna speed away like nascar
we're getting to this money like it's not hard
in the back off two bars
in glasglo like i'm dead bart
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[scmk]
in the cut going crazy
sippin on these cups of the jd
lately i've been going harder than some concrete
too fast, they can't chase me
why these motherfuckers wanna change me?
change me, yeah they hate me
teeth grinding when they see me on the tv
stay low so i swerve on the backstreets
with G4UZ3 runnin tracks like an athlete
rollin off an x i feel like zalean
pouring up these polys full of codeine
i don't want no water now, that's so clean
i've been sippin dirty with my whole team
smokin big weed
losing vision now
eyes are feeling blurry
said it didn't hurt me but it really hurt me
now i'm feelin thirsty
i'ma serve it to em w the wrist like hafmt
[G4UZ3]
fuck my memory, suffering in data loss
you know i'ma do what it takes, i'ma pay the cost
never wanna see my moms have to go and shop at ross
fuck that, need to get stacks just to watch her floss
in the crypt blowing dope watching cryptos
got some bloody friends but they still fuckin crip hoes
yeah that's them though, i'm just tryna blow dope
i got love eternal
i just wanna see you glo
fuck my pain, fuck the rain
my heart turn that shit to snow
three times down like the feathers in my fuckin coat
i'm a snow angel but i always burn my throat
if i get shot, i get shot
i get blown, i get blown
i don't really have a home for much longer
tryna run away and find a place
i'm ghost, i'm haunter
scmk turn a track to a monster
try and step, you get folded up like a lawn chair
word to lil flash think i need a rocket launcher
get it off the grid, get it laundered
clean it up, clean it up
don't squander
i'm a goner but you know i'm movin onward
and she only ever haunt me if i haunt her
and she only seem to want me when i want her
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i've been off the drugs lately
i've been on the cusp baby
tried to hit your phone
had to feel some safety
call me back
feather tattoo on your neck
morning coffee on your breath
cold but on accident
i would rather see you there
feeling something in the way you stare
i fell in love w the bag
now i be chasin the bag
i used to play in a band
now i'm collecting the bands
getting this money it's all in my plans
stack it up
go spend it all on an s-class
or put it all around my neck
last time you seen me i never sang, i never rapped
next time you see me i'll be pullin off in a fuckin jag
2018 baby we goin hard, no goin back...
i've been up all night lately
blowing clouds, i'm going crazy
need to feel your arms embrace me
baby take me
hold me slowly, cosy
i want you to show me
lowkey shawty need to hold you closely
thinkin bout you mostly
wrist look like a trophy
iced out but i'm lonely
#spookgang that's the homies
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[scmk]
tryna run up this money
bank account figures look comfy
putting my feet on the concrete
lebrons on with the white tee
rose gold drippin off me
none of your punches can touch me, no
move w the quickness, i come and i go
i just stay flexxxing you already kno
workin so hard like i need me some more
i cannot stop til i'm riding in porsche
i don't waste time on no-one unimportant
i'm tryna have all my fabrics imported
i'm tryna skrt around town in a foreign
please do not talk to me when i'm recording
yeah icy, so icy
like i felt it bite me
controlling my thoughts now without drugs i can't sleep
[juju]
think about it when i'm sober now
used to be cool but i don't know how
used to make moves without slowing
stay on the speed but i'm slowing down
smokin on dope and it's pouring
i have to go out and ignore it
baby i'd rather be pouring
baby it's real and you know it
don't want it unless it is foreign
i take it, i break it, i throw it out
you could be cool but you sold it out
never took molly, i sold it now
i'm feeling like i could hold it down
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any key (prod. scmk)
03:08
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back in the cut with my goons just to tell you all again
its #spookgang forever bro s/o to aqualean man
they asking "sean, how you do it?"
but i can't put no secrets on me
cementhead w me riding in a new whip
w that polo and that tommy on me
any key
me and all my gang smokin hella keys
better come correct w the gasoline
better watch your mouth when you talk to me
i don't give a fuck who is on your team
i'ma pull up to your mama's street
we gon talk it out over cakes and tea
she gon keep you grounded for about a week
check your bottom drawer man i stole your lean
and i stole all of your dad's CDs
nah i'm just kidding man, you know i'd never do that
your dad's a stand up guy, i'd never put him through that
i'm just sick of hearing bout what you gon shoot at
you'll regret that shit when you gon have to prove that
open my window, it's four n the morning
i'm breathing in more than the air
i'm smokin this gas, take it right to the face
and i'm running my hands through my hair
i'm workin all night on my passion, the music
it takes me away man, i swear
no sleep for the wicked
she twirled in her dress and then she said "cementhead, i'm scared"
#spookgang baby
puttin glasglo on the map now baby
put that on me
i just poured a 2 in my polystyrene
any key
me and all my gang smokin hella keys
better come correct w the gasoline
better watch your mouth when you talk to me
i don't give a fuck who is on your team
i'ma do a flip then rip out your spleen
all your gang gon do about it's post some tweets
no-one cares about that shit
zero retweets
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[lil tracy]
yeah my wrist glistenin
main bitch glistenin
yeah my car glistenin
i'm a star glistenin
lil tracy glistenin
my wrist is glistenin
my bitch is glistenin
i'm choppin benjamins
my gucci belt on, my gucci belt on
she wanna pull it off
fuck swag
hop up out that bed and turn my kush on
lil tracy cast a spell like a wizard
and my wrist so icy like a blizzard
pull up in a mercedes-benz
[scmk]
baby i'm glistenin
why won't you let me in?
i promise it'll all be okay if you'll just try again
don't wanna see this mess ending up in violence at our expense
just wanna see you glow up like my wrist, glistenin
12 bands on my skin
champagne in the backseat and 12 ambien
cementhead again in the basement again
glistenin
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