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check my vitals - bxred lyrics

[intro]
yo, s/o dante
ayo, yo yo

[verse 1]
lose yourself in the music like joe in soul (soul)
lotta m’s in the bag so it’s just, so and so
when you outta dough, the bag startin’ to close
i just sold an o, i filled the hole, cus i was feeling broke (money)
put the money in the bag, call it a bagpack
no price on the reefer, only a million hash tags
i invest in my dealer, as well as nasdaq
t**th on the meg eager but that’s what peter laughed at
this period of my life, is proving to be timeless
no serious idols soothing me, i am my own highness (i’m on my own)
experienced and lessons oozing, i don’t listen to simon
curious, coolin, cruising, still only my mind that i’m mindin’ (yeah)
in other words, yeah, i’m chilling
i feel like people make ridiculous claims, they all, tame and lame
they care about fame, not sk!ll, but imma stay in my lane
main objective is k!ll when i came to play in these games
however, i still built foundations for the pending remorse
keep running like a filth, spill when i’m bending the course
make it my chore to chill while, transcending the force (force)
fending off, being bxred, as him, i fill the resource
“just relax”, nah, i’m happy when i max out my energy so i pass out
idle is zapping my fax out, i’m in my mans house
i need help padding my map out, pursue past the last doubts
can’t do this alone, i ain’t tappin’ my ass out
low in xp, feel small now that everything feel fake (fake)
my life got messy, when i score i don’t give or take (goal)
sh*t h*lla sketchy cus now it’s relevant to relate
drama bout pepsi, it’s just a beverage for god sakes (it’s a drink)
[hook]
check my vitals, itching for a title
the desperation is vital, if i’m a clown i go viral (woo)
most of ’em like children, i frown at they recitals
my wish really that somebody gonna own my f*cking vinyls (yeah)
check my vitals, itching for a title
the desperation is vital, if i’m a clown i go viral
most of ’em like children, i frown at they recitals
my wish really that somebody gonna own my f*cking vinyls

[verse 2]
spotters on the wall like the imps from doom, imperative imperials
important deaths are serials, only sh*t demanded materials
see a major brawl in ya peripheral, apparently it’s trivial
camera footage spreads cus it’s almost it’s bacterial
learned about putting these syllables together, cus i listened closely
waiting for people to scout me like kim was by schweikart and cokely
overthinking and feeling doubt constantly and it gets me no sleep
sh*t i experienced would sound like one of the stories from nosleep (reddit)
i might be nihilistic like rick sanchez, cus nothing matters
defy the physics, take sticks to mansions, shoot up the data
senses missing, ticks turn to tangents, go nuts over chatter
her cake i’m kissing, mix up rations, stirring up the batter
uh, give me a call, i’m a creator, creative when i feel lost
feel competent cus i’m an optimist, can’t ever go soft
i leave no traces for archaeologists, so f*ck lara croft
[hook]
check my vitals, itching for a title
the desperation is vital, if i’m a clown i go viral (woo)
most of ’em like children, i frown at they recitals
my wish really that somebody gonna own my f*cking vinyls (yeah)
check my vitals, itching for a title
the desperation is vital, if i’m a clown i go viral
most of ’em like children, i frown at they recitals
my wish really that somebody gonna own my f*cking vinyls (yeah)

- bxred lyrics

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