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Lyrics
I don't feel good This is a broken one This heart is hidden This is the feelin' Don't open the door Here's what's inside It's ya boy, back up It's time for me to show my stuff Been goin' like I'm on the grind Everybody wasting their time when I get one the rhymes (Aye) Keepin' it icy like a snow storm (Aye) Everybody tellin' me I'm gonna get old Everybody tellin' me I better relax I don't want to relapse with the pills in the back in backpack Nah that's just cap, everybody tellin' me this is trap I been going like I'm 'bout to make a banger in the studio With the boys in the back of the hanger and we 'bout to go Pop off, I got so much drip that they calling me a queso Pull up to Taco Bell, get a taco Then I'm like rolling out with the girls in the back of the Jetta 2.0 And we about to roll, down the road, everybody like "Oh no!" Spittin' off the brim, now I'm 'bout to pop of like a cast away kid
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Credits
- Writers
- Tyler Tolman