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out of state - ​babekhris lyrics

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[chorus]
i’ve been dragging my feet on the floor
b*tch i’m high off the thrax rolling up back to back
b*tch i gotta get off of the pain
i dropped a band at balenciaga
i had to mix it up with some prada
b*tch i’ve been trapping up in and out of
out of state took a flight saying “sayonara”
if you not my b*tch you is not my problem
i can see eye to eye like illuminati
i left you with my heart i still went without it
i get paid b*tch i’m rocking issey miyake
uh

[verse 1]
they hate but they want amends
shoot at anybody b*tch f*ck a mans
i’m unable to see i got tunnel vision
where i come from these n*ggas turn death a trend
n*ggas jealous they found out i’m popping on sh*t
b*tch my d*ck not a song why you hopping on it
catch a opp while he lacking we flocking on him
b*tch my glock finna spray like it got corona

[verse 2]
my life is a different meaning
you could look it up but you won’t know the meaning
posted at your b*tch crib i don’t care to be in
water clearing my lungs before every meeting
b*tch i’m in that state of mind
where it says that it wants to make dollar signs
n*ggas die over this when i’m not trying
heard a n*gga just died that’s perfect timing
b*tch i suffer in silence never crying
it’s like flying on private but not flying
n*gga this sh*t get real i’m really dying
lost my n*ggas to violence i’m still crying
[bridge: madara uchiha]
the longer you live the more you realize
that the only things that truly exist in this reality
are merely pain suffering and futility

[chorus]
i’ve been dragging my feet on the floor
b*tch i’m high off the thrax rolling up back to back
b*tch i gotta get off of the pain
i dropped a band at balenciaga
i had to mix it up with some prada
b*tch i’ve been trapping up in and out of
out of state took a flight saying “sayonara”
if you not my b*tch you is not my problem
i can see eye to eye like illuminati
i left you with my heart i still went without it
i get paid b*tch i’m rocking issey miyake
uh

[verse 1]
they hate but they want amends
shoot at anybody b*tch f*ck a mans
i’m unable to see i got tunnel vision
where i come from these n*ggas turn death a trend
n*ggas jealous they found out i’m popping on sh*t
b*tch my d*ck not a song why you hopping on it
catch a opp while he lacking we flocking on him
b*tch my glock finna spray like it got corona
[verse 2]
my life is a different meaning
you could look it up but you won’t know the meaning
posted at your b*tch crib i don’t care to be in
water clearing my lungs before every meeting
b*tch i’m in that state of mind
where it says that it wants to make dollar signs
n*ggas die over this when i’m not trying
heard a n*gga just died that’s perfect timing
b*tch i suffer in silence never crying
it’s like flying on private but not flying
n*gga this sh*t get real i’m really dying

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