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another state - 3wayslim lyrics

[intro]
what, what, what
what, what, what
uh

[verse 1]
i smoke this weed alone, don’t hit my phone, to each his own
seen the city fall like babylon, the truth is foreign (what)
let the wax burn like a crayon
you getting taxed on
the type of work i used to stretch on
i need this pack gone
i’m searching for the actual facts, or artifact
how i craft these words, you grab your chest like a heart attack
sh*t i don’t deserve, you just sell packs by the laundromat
see a cop that swerve, turn to a [?], i kept my word
keep my brother straight, if they was loyal, what’s mine is yours
in another state, making it shake like a rapper war, uh
n0body seen with my back to the wall, i turn to wolverine
metal, gold, i got plaques on the wall, was lacking with his team
made a push, it was straps on us all, he thought it was a game
never play when them racks been involved, you broke ’em out his dreams
wish my father broke a dollar, loose change
in that beamer 6 i feel like bruce wayne (bruce wayne)

[hook]
in another state making it shake, two at the same time
memories from back in the day, shout out my same kind
this fame tryna take me away, i remain calm
still had to get it off fast with the same line
in another state making it shake, two at the same time
memories from back in the day, shout out my same kind
this fame tryna take me away, i remain calm (remain calm)
still had to get it off fast with the same line
[verse 2]
uh, yo
i graduated from the small time, it could be debated
in the lane i’m in, i layup every time i create it
it’s fire cadence for these blues, you could leave it or pay it
nightmares and flashbacks when cuzzo crib had got raided
i came up, here to f*ck the game up
i equalize like i’m denzel, i gave em h*ll with patience
i broke the backboard, they said i’m flagrant
got highs and lows, just know your role, i got a job for maintenance
just pay the toll, i’m at the roosevelt that [?] painting
was off a visa, changing minds of these non*believers
they love to see it when i’m down bad, they faces greedy
these n*ggas sleeping, got enough shots to cover the ground like a bottom feeder
i was out of feelings, bite through my hand like my palm was bleeding
i was outta healing, come with my best but i never cheated
i was on my deen, better myself when i fell off previously
glad i’m off a sprint a few n*ggas but now i’m decent

- 3wayslim lyrics

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