[Yelawolf]:
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[Verse 1: Christian Rose ]
Quick quick quick with it
Im slick with it
A motherfucker like me been hit it
I been in it deep in the game
She like it when I spit with it
Tryna coprehent all the juice that I been spilling
Ha-ha-ha
Send a copy I gotta double up I just need a couple plus
Tattoo on my face are no cover ups but the ink just doesn't cover enough
Tryna hide from the pain but I just bottle lit up
I wonder do you wonder if I care about it enough
Cause I should but I don't if I do then I won't
You got me out your [?] I got to get a better grip on this shit
I'm flipping this script
Suede about the [?] office
Some rubbеr band up in my mama pockets
I got to stop it you better stop it
[?]

[Verse 2: Sam Lee ]
I nеver took the time to see from your perspective
A lots been going on since the last time I checked in
To tell the truth I see the call but I ain't get the message
To busy making mistakes you tryna safe me from
But I learned my lesson and even though you weren't around
I never felt neglected
I spend so many years in the streets living young and reckless
I was so disconnected with you
I never thought it would later way me down
Because of how you overffected but to be honest
If it wasn't for you leaving me I wouldn't be who I am today so thank you Tina
We been through so much together
I know you always believed in me, lately it feels like we been sawing up the scenes
Im still too far away I only see you in my dreams
The night is getting low so rest your head just go to sleep
And know that when you wake up it is all just but a dream
And everything this bad
Isn't always what it seems and what it seems
Yeah
[Verse 3: Yelawolf]
I got a plan I gotta plan a strategy
[?] mad at me
Mad at me cause I got a fatter salary
Actually you are uh
On the way of my [?] my taste I a uhm
Five star catalogue is a casualty in I marry to be
Bury to be very unique never discrete
Slick likes berrys on feet cherry on cheeks blush
Cheek blush she was scary to meet uhm
Take a photo with king [?]
Yeah compare me to kings jewelry swings
I'm at the pool table pinkie ring on the green fell
Black bubble leather around the waist no green belt
Living of the liquor still kick it don't need help
Im all the way up chevy window was partly the way up
And smoke bellowing out like a partin bus
[?] in the cup
Pants tight yeah and she want the dick vandyke
Rubber bands tight on the grand slykes so my jam drop
Grands on the taint dyke
I make he r[?] and fly a damn kite the way Im blowing money
Alabama tornados couldn't pick a [?] like you
If I wouldn't here with my homies don't know what I do
She gave me good [?] too
No butterfly stich but her lingerie [?] with cheap perfume
But a scotch kicks in and
You the type of bitch that drop a [?] crazy yeah
But the [?] don't amaze me
Im a 1980 baby raised on cocaine ladies
Mama kept a zip coat in the box mercedes
Mama packed a pistol I packed a M80
Back to the hotel room
Fire cracker boom boom boom
Sack of old mushrooms
Street sweeper on the bed like old dust broom
Yeah old dust broom
Caterpillar mash head like a old cocoon
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