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chrome hearts - 115tri lyrics

[chorus: 115tri]
n*ggas be mad cuz i’m making up blues
moving right past em they won’t have a clue
it’s a matter of time imma blow like a flute
goofies they talking i put n*ggas on mute
if they wanna get cruddy won’t play by the rules
ain’t no luck wit these b*tches i stay getting used
i’m at my last cuz my soul been abused
my love ain’t healthy it’s gone come with a bruise
and no you can’t get to me you not approved
i got a mission that won’t be refused
god forbid i might even lose
and if i do are you gone be removed?
a chrome heart i feel like i’m immune
to hide all my pain i be acting a fool
do they love me really i be confused
and sometimes it feel like i need a conclusion yeah yeah

[verse 1: 115tri]
hop inna car imma ride in a foreign
heard she talking but that b*tch not important
i don’t need no help cuz i got it sorted
up reminiscing at three inna morning
they said couldn’t do it but look at me doing it
just leave me alone babygirl that’s your warning
these n*ggas they worried bout how i’m preforming
they thinking they blowing me i be ignoring
[chorus: 115tri]
n*ggas be mad cuz i’m making up blues
moving right past em they won’t have a clue
it’s a matter of time imma blow like a flute
goofies they talking i put n*ggas on mute
if they wanna get cruddy won’t play by the rules
ain’t no luck wit these b*tches i stay getting used
i’m at my last cuz my soul been abused
my love ain’t healthy it’s gone come with a bruise

[verse 2: 115tri]
spinnin the bins i be looking for felonies
talkin sh*t but they still ain’t selling me
to be honest you n*ggas irrelevant
swear to god they gone bring out the h*ll in me
for this pain i don’t have any remedies
i be trying to cope with the melodies
but you might wanna pray for my enemies
cause them n*ggas they don’t know bout this recipe
ride down the street with a brand new drac
if a n*gga look wrong i’ma put it to his face no
we can get a n*gga laced no
and they say i’m a racist i get to the paper it’s only the green movie director i stay on the scene
i’m not a rat but imma feind for the cheese
at the top i know they got that agreed
[chorus: 115tri]
n*ggas be mad cuz i’m making up blues
moving right past em they won’t have a clue
it’s a matter of time imma blow like a flute
goofies they talking i put n*ggas on mute
if they wanna get cruddy won’t play by the rules
ain’t no luck wit these b*tches i stay getting used
i’m at my last cuz my soul been abused
my love ain’t healthy it’s gone come with a bruise
and no you can’t get to me you not approved
i got a mission that won’t be refused
god forbid i might even lose
and if i do are you gone be removed?
a chrome heart i feel like i’m immune
to hide all my pain i be acting a fool
do they love me really i be confused
and sometimes it feel like i need a conclusion yeah yeah

- 115tri lyrics

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