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voided - $ir lt lyrics

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[intro: $ir lt]
uh, yeah
b*tches ain’t sh*t
look…

[verse: $ir lt]
darkness, my mind clouded, voided
you a temptation and i can’t avoid it
how i explain this, my heart been toyed with
drove me insane, i nearly crashed the whip
on my chris brown, i’m finna slap the b*tch (uh)
cause she ain’t know who the dopest rapper is (seriously?)
who’s ink pen, stays potent, regardless of all the bullsh*t he been through
and he stays focused, and dismissive of any foolish individual
but i feel like i’m seen through, no one’s gets me i’m invisible
i’m broken, and it’s visible
can’t glue no pieces togethеr, feel like my soul is simply unfixable
the principlе of the matter is i’m gettin’ tested, demons schooling me
is this a lesson or a blessing in disguise, this sh*t ain’t new to me (nope)
saw some n*ggas at the mall who hated from the start, try to be cool with me (f*ck off)
don’t display any type of a fake love (never)
wet him twice then dip when the jakes come
feelin’ like i’m stuck in déjà vu
cause everyday is feelin’ the same one
repeated and recycled (yeah)
keep goin through all these cycles (it won’t stop!)
i’m tired of all these cycles
but i don’t know where this trail is leading me
wanna sh*t on all of my rivals
forget the concept of human decency
cause i never was treated decently
by a single motherf*cka i know
was critiqued and teased so frequently
i hope all you motherf*ckas die hoe!
i’m being truthful high frequencies
what i’m on, i’m my own idol (facts!)
[hook: $ir lt]
tryna to run away from my feelings, hope the devil don’t catch me (hopefully)
this all i ever wanted, never thought about a plan b (f*ck that)
pool of opportunities, f*ck hoes, i’ll marry a grammy (that gold)
i’ll be swimmin’ in the outcomes soaked up, just like her panties (woo!)
tryna run away from my feelings, hope the devil don’t catch me (it’s a battle)
this all i ever wanted, never thought about a plan b (not once)
pool of opportunities, f*ck hoes, i’ll marry a grammy (yessir)
i’ll be swimmin’ in the outcomes soaked up, just like her panties

[outro/skit: $ir lt & arsonist]
alright bruh, take all those
uhm, i think that’s everything that we recorded
ayy man, i appreciate it though, so
i’ll see you later
i’m outchea*
*phone rings*
bruh, seriously?
oh sh*t, it’s my boy arsonist
let me answer this
hold up
*picks up phone*
$ir lt: yerrr
arsonist: ayy bruh
$ir lt: what’s good?
arsonist: i’ma keep it a buck with you
$ir lt: huh? what you talkin’ bout, man?
arsonist: ay man, you know
i’ve been listening to your project and like
$ir lt: uhm, yeah?
arsonist: i appreciate the raw emotion, dawg, but i can’t lie to you
$ir lt: what?
arsonist: i just can’t
you’ve been letting these b*tches walk all over you, bruh
$ir lt: d*mn, you realized
so what’s the go from here then?
arsonist: ayy man
i think it’s time to switch things up, forget about these b*tches, bruh
just go crazy, you know?
$ir lt: okay, word, i got you…

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