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betonbro - deathgoesby lyrics

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(intro)
know i still sip lazarus
im in the pit* ya can’t access it
if im rich its not on accident
im getting high with a hoe
i get high as my hopes
i thought you should know
i can’t play with my nose
i only eat pe* you are now listening to cache radio

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huh* said i’m sorry that i’m in my feels right now
i don’t know how i should feel right now
said the drugs n the money all i talk about
said im having problems like anyone else
im thanking god i’m not dead or in jail

head so good shi* i almost fell
and they ask where i been
i been keeping it real
they sip* for fashion bought pints off grailed
i* would rather get k!lled on a drill
i got water on me* i got the gills
i die before i say how i feel
just like argus i be scanning the field
its impossible* you nevеr not heal
you never fеlt like a god*
it’s okay it’s not easy mm
i never think about time*
every time i slide im late i know
i’m always running behind
a lot on my plate i know i asked for this
i try to fix myself, quit them pills*
they look like asterisks
know i still sip lazarus
im in the pit* ya can’t access it
if im rich its not on accident
im getting high with a hoe
i get high as my hopes
i thought you should know
i can’t play with my nose
i only eat percs if im sippin on pro
they got something to say
im assuming they broke
got a problem with me
then i’m betting on bro
i’m trying to bend the money it won’t fold
tell them how to do it* act like they know
promise you really don’t actually know
i’m with the h*llhounds im fetchin souls
not tryna be spell bound to none of these hoes
she eat me up* like the coupe eat roads
i just made my v12 sing
i feel like spiderman that sh*t swing
i feel gone im with the wind
her ass so fat
how her waist so thin
i pray my bae want me go win
swear if she dont* my other hoe will
i think it take a certain type
i type put a bad b*tch in my will
said the drugs and the money all i talk about
im thanking god im not dead or in jail — huh ok
an they ask where i been
i been keeping it real
they sip* for fashion bought pints off grailed
i* would rather get k!lled on a drill
i got water on me* i got the gills
i die before i say how i feel

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