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In The Sky
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Primrose Ripper
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Aye, Aye (Ahem) Lets get it man (Yeah, aye) Pray to god, like Allah Please slit my throat And when you lie, I wanna die Please slit my throat You seen me high, almost died Wanna slit my throat They gon' cry when you die Cause that's just how it goes Pray to god like Allah Please slit my throat And when you lie, I wanna die Please slit my throat You seen me high, almost died Wanna slit my throat They gon' cry when you die Cause that's just how it goes Yeah, no more heartbreaks I made so many mistakes Like this b*t*h might just be the one They use me, they wanna be someone Like "Go and get yourself a job" I cannot be compared to y'all And if I do not make it, tell my mom this life is fake And I don't wanna make the same mistakes I made when I was basic (when I was basic yeah, when I was basic yeah) Yeah I rap, but I still fly coach Yeah I'm rich, but I still don't boast Yeah I'm sad, please slit my throat Yeah I'm sad, please slit my throat (I'm sad, please slit my throat) Heartbreak soldier, caffeine, drinking soda Flip her like some yoga Stuck inside my mind, I need some peace, I need a dojo Said I'm stuck inside my mind, I need some peace, I need a do-jo Pray to god like Allah Please slit my throat And when you lie, I wanna die Please slit my throat You seen me high, almost died Wanna slit my throat They gon' cry when you die Cause that's just how it goes Pray to god like Allah Please slit my throat And when you lie, I wanna die Please slit my throat You seen me high, almost died Wanna slit my throat They gon' cry when you die Cause that's just how it goes Okay, so this little light of mine Tattoos all down my spine Everybody know that I'm on my grind Always at a place where the sun don't shine The media wanna make me a bad guy I don't know if I'm happy, you're right I stay inside, and I pray up to Christ Hoping one day, I don't end my life Way too depressed to express how I feel Only smoke weed, sometimes on pills Just a nightmare, I don't know what's real She came back around since I got that deal I don't want friends, I want a happiness She did me dirty, it's "f**k that b*t*h" I was so broke, but now I'm rich Still the same gang, still the same clique Xanarchy sh*t, tell that hoe make a wish From the touch when we kiss My hands on her hips, fell in love with her lips Make her swallow my kids The world is so evil, while we lost in the mix Tryna' make it make sense So I wanna know does it matter to you That I don't have no f**ks to give? B*t*h! Pray to god like Allah Please slit my throat And when you lie, I wanna die Please slit my throat You seen me high, almost died Wanna slit my throat They gon' cry when you die Cause that's just how it goes Pray to god like Allah Please slit my throat And when you lie, I wanna die Please slit my throat You seen me high, almost died Wanna slit my throat They gon' cry when you die Cause that's just how it goes
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