Correction Paroles Collection Fees par NASTII

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I think it’s time for the revival , pussies in denial
Hanging up the rats who like speak before the trial
Now we going tribal
F**k all that compa**ion put a bullet in your idol
Treat em like they rivals
No survival , no exceptions
Hard to justify how all the greatest getting slept on
Straightened up my spine cause I got tired of being stepped on
We gon multiply we going virus like infection
Y’all cannot compete we coming from a new dimension
Send em to collections or we send morgue
Robbing all the sh*t I know I never could afford
Imma talk my sh*t but this red dot don’t mean record
Punish everybody while we racking up the score board
Warlord , duffels in the floor boards
Wanna come inside then get a warrant little court w****
I will not comply no more
B*t*h y’all could never faze me
Say they life a movie
Imma shoot em like Scorsese
Better pay me
Up that budget i don’t want yo to attention
Thats not to mention you not scary
W sum threats in my mentions
And I don’t even wanna fight I got my bro for the weapon
I kick the jack and crush ya hand
With an 8 cylinder engine
I got a question tho
Why you clown a** pussies wanna play w me?
Why you down bad flexing w collection fees ?
Face down why yo girl wanna be friends w me?
Ion really need to hear it
Sh*t ain’t stressing me

F**k it i should let go
World fulla dead Ppl
Still make the rent tho
Bodies fulla full needles
Still feel the regret tho
Pop sh*t let’s go full Beatles
F**k it i go full Hyde
F**k u were are not equals

I was always this way
I was always like this
U just saw somebody do it
U was still a bright kid
U couldda been a college student
U was on the right path
Couldda made somebody music
Sound just like a white dad’s
Back to all this money tho
I’m who brought the racks in
I heard u on that funny dope
And u brought all the rats in
Bag u up like groceries
Then take u to the trash bins
If u always f**kin felt this way
U shouldda said it back then
Ashes to ashes
U could take the scraps kid
Rly how i get it dawg
U thought i was just rappin
Work get my life right
Can’t wait for sh*t to happen
Cause f**k it u might die today
Could u pay for ur casket?

Still up like the most high
F**k u i been dope sick
F**k u i been dead broke
F**k u i feel hopeless

I feel all this sh*t still
So Why i even smoke then?
Problems got the best of me
Wonder what a ghost is
I took the the thread I’m hangin by
Tied it as a rope and
Took my own life
Sh*t I bet nobody notice
Nobody stressin me
Left the bullsh*t in a
Grave w the rest of me
I guess it got the best of me

Yeah i guess it got the best of me
I’ll always be this way
Even till the last breathe of me
I’m screaming f**k em all
Yeah everybody dead to me

Why you clown a** pussies wanna play w me?
Why you down bad flexing w collection fees ?
Face down why yo girl wanna be friends w me?
Ion really need to hear it
Sh*t ain’t stressing me

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