Fairytale Land

Lyrics
Yea Stop it I am exhausted To be honest I probably lost it Eternal I swear this shit is a curse Cut out the clique cause you got on my nerves Word At least just give him the credit It was not even your bed I was wetting It's only the rest I'm forgetting Stuck at the gates your head I would never let in Talk to ghost but I just took Excedrin Bitch a lot but I just found my blessings Maybe you'll never get it Stick the clutch but I have leverage Sevеral headspace I don't come if I don't gеt paid Hoe Yea bitch I'm talking to you I just be gone off the juice Off in a move Calling me dad my bitch got a caboose Playing the game it's like I couldn't lose Planting the seeds like god I do Fuck them kids like Gotye do Trust my wrist it's several schedule Collect the bread I make it level Hop around feel like the devil I should've had a medal I'm Really about to boss up I don't mean to talk about the cross I pin my money to it Get crooked start a law firm You can call me Saul You can call me Jimmy Hoffa I be fucking gone You be fucking dogs Crazy how that switch up Get to the top of the mountain I pull my nuts out I made a lot then a little I'm going dumb now What am I tryna say yuh Get up Get up Get up Get up It's me it's me I'm tryna be free Walk at a lean don't cross him Step on the scene I get tossed in Three sixteen go Steve Austin We leaving in coffins It's cheap if I peak at the office I just think weed make me honest I used to do it for profits Now I be stuck on improper Kid off his rocker I'm tryna rock earn Crash like Earnhardt You go in circles Send one shot but it don't hurt me We all love god but I'm the clergy Yuh Touch me We in the shits like I was scared of money It's everyday my nose is running Everyday I feel like fuck shit It's everyday I pull my socks up at the function
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- N-Game