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it's nothing

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quinn - Rap, Independent

it's nothing

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December 15, 2024.

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[Intro: Rachel Taylor, quinn, Rachel Taylor & quinn] Merrily, we fall out of line, out of line I'd fall anywhere with you, I'm by your side Swinging in the rain, humming— I'm not afraid (Yeah) anymore (Is my shit ready?) I'm not afraid any— (Alright, bet, bet, bet, bet) I'm not afraid anymore (Do-do-do-duh, huh, uh) I'm not afraid any— (You feel me?) (As above, so below) I'm not afraid anymore, I'm not afraid any— I'm not afraid anymore (Yeah, alright, bro) I'm not afraid any— (Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah) [Verse: quinn, Rachel Taylor] Heard I'm makin' money, that's not up to no discussion When we slide in, make that shit look like No Russian I keep iron when I step up in the function Why you slidin'? 'Cause you know you be on nothing Keep shooters, but they hiding, get up close, we get to cuttin' I got a problem, call my bro, he prеss that button I'm in the column of the best, it's no discussion I got somе problems, I could crash out like it's nothing My bro depressed, he went to shootin' 'cause the cuttin' I'm steady stressed, I'm blowin' zips just like it's nothin' I keep a rifle, I won't say if it's for huntin' But when the love is lost, where the fuck was you? (Where the fuck was you?) Where the fuck was you? How the fuck it's possible to split my heart in two? I been in the crib, won't see my name on articles I'm gon' persevere, been through too many obstacles All I ever wanted was a "Quinn, I'm proud of you" Wanna make this money? You know what you gotta do Try my best to get this bread just like my mama do My shooter got that shit, it's barking like it's Marmaduke We avoiding drama too I'm tryna have some fun, I don't wanna harm a dude I don't wanna alarm a dude My bitch is on the shrooms, don't you make another move I know I been the best, but I got a lot to prove Don't care about a promise, pussy nigga, out my way Them niggas that's against me, I hope that they die today I think about that bitch sometimes, the one who got away Might hit the beach, might fuck your mom, might do some pottery (Pottery, pottery, pottery, ayy) I'm not afraid anymore I'm not afraid any— I'm not afraid anymore I'm not afraid any— [Outro: Tank Dempsey, Sarah Nixey, Snoop Dogg] Stee-rike, woo-hoo! Kickin' ass and gettin' paid Two of my favorite things Kill yourself or get over it Life is unfair (G's up, hoes down) Kill yourself or get over it (If that bitch can't swim, then she bound to drizzown) Not a chance in hell, you maggot addicts!

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