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Eyes made of emerald |
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Gold-plated M4 |
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Stuck to me like tin foil |
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Get you paid ten fold |
| [00:22.28] |
This ain't Ralph Lauren, no |
| [00:24.14] |
It sure as shit ain't Gucci |
| [00:25.89] |
Only SESH clothes on my back like Kazooie |
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Deadboy emblem shine on my chest |
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Used to be off in a basement, rollin’ up stress |
| [00:36.96] |
Bag full of sticks, pokin’ holes in the blunt |
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Ten below zero outside, gettin' numb |
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Bonfire nice with synthetic in my lungs |
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Bottles with the ice, Tanqueray in the cups |
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My whole life has been a blur |
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Just one long moment in the flame gettin' burnt |
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What I learned |
| [01:00.05] |
Don't trust nobody |
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Those around you will crack a smile when they see you drownin' |
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What I learned |
| [01:07.83] |
Don't trust nobody |
| [01:09.66] |
Those around you will crack a smile when they see you drownin' |
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What? |
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