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live on a hill - eric reprid lyrics

[verse 1]
since i was a kid, needed help with this (yee)
puddle so big, i could michael phelps in this
don’t splash my wrist, i’ll flash this sh*t
i ain’t lying, i don’t like some sh*tty ass mattresses, yeah
all i wanted was to rage (just the rage)
seeing no sun, straight face, just shade (just shade)
born in ’98, all black like blade (like blade)
jottin’ sh*t down, always hated this stage (this stage)
now i’m done with school, i don’t go back (go back)
can’t picture that sh*t, no kodak (kodak)
don’t slack, mac mad, y’all know that (know that)
always gotta at me, and that’s all facts (all facts)
know they can’t drop gold like me (gold like me)
copies be all i see, to the game, i be on my knees (knees)
how i find my peace, taking shots till my head decеase
know that my mind gotta learn how to get out thе way, you gotta wait
i spray the beat like i’m using a mace
it’s hard to refrain, this house getting old so i call it a stain
arms be the same, ayy (yeah)
it’s all by the frame, ayy (yeah)
we go the same way (yeah)
getting some bank, ayy (yeah)
my shark in the tank, ayy (yeah)
got myself to thank, ayy (yuh)
[drop]

[verse 2]
i gotta get it and move (move), need me a coupe (coupe)
i was tied up, but i cut myself loose (loose)
throw in the deuce (deuce), live in the booth (booth)
working all day, but still acting a fool (fool)
why you react like a activist? (yuh, yah)
go run it back, then i tackle it (tackle it)
this how i live, i inhabit it (‘habit it)
when i take— i be so accurate (yee)
always a balance in that (balance)
could always do better than that (better), bet on the fact (yeah)
put it in motion so you gettin’ mad (you gettin’ mad)
you don’t know this emotion be holding you back (holding you back)
i’ma keep staying ahead, though (‘head, though)
fine print on labels, i read those (read those)
spazzing like i’m off the mezzo (mezzo)
the sh*t you said come back like echoes (echoes)
like, “f*ck that kid, he a b*tch,” yeah
“i know he be a snitch”
i’ma just lie about this sh*t (don’t lie)
let me just talk it out with my fist (quit talkin’)
addicted to the feel’ of feeling this p*ssed (ah*yeah)
all i feel is numb inside of my wrist (yeah)
[drop]

- eric reprid lyrics

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