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​since you left :( - delirium & usbgoth lyrics

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[intro: delirium]
yeah, i ain’t have a problem since, you left
f*ck
f*ck
f*ck (dying breed)

[verse 1: delirium]
b*tch, i ain’t had a problem since you left
sayonara to your problems, all the b*tchin’ and the rest
dying breed, and i put that on my neck
wrong stepping intervention with the bullet, leave them dead
dead*step stepping, i’m a weapon, k!ll them all
got my left wrist fl!cking, dropping embers on the floor
watch them*, watch them*, watch them fall
f*ck them all, we gon’ get this money f*ck em’ and we ball
blood spilling, stack the ceiling with thе dead
i been in and out of moods that make me wanna turn thеm red
never change, b*tch, they know i always been the same
red eyes on me, b*tch, since before pre*k
pants sag, blunt hang, from the bottom of my jaw
everybody see the bands, b*tch, they know i got more
b*tch, i’m aiming for they necks, you can’t hide behind a vest
smoke a kilo by the g until i cardiac arrest
[verse 2: usbgoth]
i been making so much money since you left
got my ‘ganic out manic, i take too many f*cking meds, b*tch
back up in my dms, yeah, i put that sh*t to rest, quick
last of a dying breed, all the other goats is dead
yeah, we f*cked up, i roll around the city at 300 for the drop off
that boy soft, yuh, ayy, this a laptop
and you should probably think before you speak
go get yo’ cash up, yo’ bag dropped
f*ck, what the f*ck?
you couldn’t even tell me what the f*ck you really want
fold, cl!ck and i let that sh*t bark b*tch
anytime you see me on the street, you get a lozenge
make your throat hurt, smoke work, active when we toke terp
telling me yo’ girl is f*ckin’ into me, don’t know her
smoker, you talk a lot of f*ckin’ sh*t for lonely polar f*ckin’ b*tch
you want two halves? i’ll get it split, you run and dip

[chorus: delirium & usbgoth]
f*ck, she hit me up because she really tryna f*ck
i been making too much money, i don’t have no time to stunt
quick rolling at 300, i know the cops are tryna front, b*tch
came to make a bag and get them mad and then we done
smoking so much, i think that i broke up on a lung
i been better since you left and all these hoes that wanna f*ck
be obsessive in my messages, i hit them “what you want?”
they tell me they catching feelings, i’m like “thank you very much”
f*ck, she hit me up because she really tryna f*ck
i been making too much money, i don’t have no time to stunt
quick rolling at 300, i know the cops are tryna front, b*tch
came to make a bag and get them mad and then we done
smoking so much, i think that i broke up on a lung
i been better since you left and all these hoes that wanna f*ck
be obsessive in my messages, i hit them “what you want?”
they tell me they catching feelings, i’m like “thank you very much”
[outro: delirium & usbgoth]
f*ck
f*ck
f*ck, she hit me up because she really tryna f*ck
i been making too much money, i don’t have no time to stunt (f*ck)
quick rolling at 300, i know the cops are tryna front, b*tch
came to make a bag and get them mad and then we done (f*ck)
smoking so much, i think that i broke up on a lung
i been better since you left and all these hoes that wanna f*ck
be obsessive in my messages, i hit them “what you want?”
they tell me they catching feelings, i’m like “thank you very much”
dying breed

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