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devil hours - fts shawn lyrics

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[intro]
(fts fts fts n*gga fraud to survive
gotta do what you gotta do to provide n*gga)

[verse]
that blood splattered on the wall, it left the wall red (that sh*t nasty) i think that set cursed, cause all they dawgs dead (them n*ggas dead) brodie f*ck a opp b*tch did it on her mom’s bed (that n*gga crazy) stupid ass n*gga, they say that i’m sped (yeah aight) give out the sauce for free, but it usually
cost bread (that sh*t cost) crack a n*gga’s skull, n*gga he got no head (n*gga got no head) don’t get me teed, n*gga, that’s a code red (that sh*t a code red n*gga) brandon a b*tch, f*ck him, and that moped (n*gga f*ck brandon)
and we got some sh*t from breaking bad, these exotic rocks
thesе n*ggas ain’t tough, they just like to talk a lot
brandon’s fat ass thought, i sold it for 25 a pop he got a asthma attack, somеone call the f*cking doc (call the doc n*gga)
don’t claim to be something that you ain’t (don’t) cause you’re stupid, little dumbass get nailed to that
paint we like, causing chaos and like
to up the f*cking rate i f*cked my chance up with the b*tch cause i was late to the f*cking date

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