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murder mystery - slowed down - childishmusicllc lyrics

[intro]
yeah, uh

[hook]
yeah
yeah, i gotta carry them burdens from childhood
get disturbing, my wood is a backwood
cat calls in the back woods
it’s the aftermath and i’m back good
not a standoff, just a black hood
not a rider, but i wish a rider would
i don’t pray unless i get ’em back

[verse]
should they ever doubt a n*gga
never that, i’m back again
need a blunt, assistance
p*ssy moving in his f*cking skin
baby, look at me, you will never see
all the pain and the bullsh*t, it’s ahead of me
baby, look at me, you don’t understand
what a knife and a bullseye could’ve did to me
n*gga, i’m the sh*t, i mean n*gga, that’s it
n*gga, i am what you never could’ve been, and n*gga, that’s it
b*tches is gifs
b*tches could’ve nеver dumped it on a p*ssy
n*gga, i’m lit, i don’t do loss and i have flaws
i don’t show scars, i don’t show hеart
n*gga, i don’t show off, i don’t take meds
i don’t talk feds, i don’t degrees
i don’t say yes, i don’t need rest
n*gga, i don’t do loss and i have flaws
i don’t show scars, i don’t show heart
n*gga, i don’t show off
[bridge]
“we’re gonna play a little game
most of you may know”

[verse]
yeah, yeah
i don’t do topics
prolly gone catch a case for the narcotics
prolly committed suicide
a body gone drop or i’ll prolly
find another doubter or hater or p*ssy n*gga
out your hobby, f*ck all these n*ggas
topic change, they bodies
reading these words is like i’m ’bout to mentally
drown in a pool of blood, i’m like a zombie
where the f*ck i’m at, it’s a heart attack
on a camel back, waiting for a chance to pass
i’m a damaged ass n*gga, all my friends are dead
and my head’s dead
n*gga, dad’s dead, in my head, i’m dead
where the f*ck i’m at, it’s a heart attack
on a camel back, waiting for a chance to pass
i’m a damaged ass n*gga, all my friends are dead
and my head’s dead
n*gga, dad’s dead, in my head, i’m dead
[hook]
yeah, i gotta carry them burdens from childhood
get disturbing, my wood is a backwood
cat calls in the back woods
it’s the aftermath and i’m back good
not a standoff, just a black hood
not a rider, but i wish a rider would
i don’t pray unless i get ’em back

- childishmusicllc lyrics

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