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10 days - kid ziggy & papa luke lyrics

[chorus: papa luke]
i been in the trap house like ten days
cookin’, eatin’, writin’, that’s my way
watch them cook the molly like a slave
then i pop a pill and then sedate

[verse 1: papa luke]
pester and phase (phase)
a nine for the states (rrrah)
you know where i come from, sh*t gon’ bang
bae on my waist (waist), shaved my tupé (brrah, brrah)
she see i got sh*t to keep safe
downtown issues, eventually mine
and i’m tryna turn up with you
position is fine, so turn around and let me kiss you
continuous signs, soon i’m gonna have to ask
“cuz, what do you want from me?”
relations insanity, all seem imaginary
you lack all the entities to rescue catastrophe
passed from me
i notice your savagery
’cause in me, all of this atrophy
excuse my [?]
i feel like this average heat
is casually taskin’ my faculties (yeah)
[chorus: papa luke]
i been in the trap house like ten days
cookin’, eatin’, writin’, that’s my way
watch them cook the molly like a slave
then i pop a pill, sedated

[verse 2: kid ziggy]
i ain’t slept in two days and i’m dehydrated
pupils dilated, i feel isolated, oh no
but i’m feelin’ wavy, baby
i’m tired o’ wavin’, oh no
i feel nominated, oh no
i feel obligated, oh no
to stay concentrated, oh yes
i can’t go flex
not when i got everything to prove
had to cop a wave but that’s the only way to move
2k15 was the year to pick and choose
2k17, now it’s time to get the juice
new and improved, man, i like that
tryna load up my card ‘fore i swipe that
spent too many years blind to the pricetag
and the loyalty managed despite that
i been too forgivin’, i been stuck on religion
wonderin’ where all the pieces went missin’
i honestly just cannot trust what is written
i think it’s a figment, if you judgin’ me, b*tch, you ign’ant
that’s real, don’t give a f*ck how you feel, that’s a given
in this position to show my ambition
in any condition, go give your addition
i shoot for commission and optimism, oh yeah
[bridge: papa luke & kid ziggy]
oh yeah, oh yeah
oh yeah
so let me be, yeah
i’m tryin’ live in peace
whoa

[chorus: papa luke & kid ziggy]
i been in the trap house like ten days (yes, i been trapped)
cookin’, eatin’, writin’, that’s my way (cookin’ and writin’)
watch them cook the molly like a slave (the molly rock)
then i pop a pill and then sedate (pop it, pop it)
i been in the trap house like ten days (ten straight days)
cookin’, eatin’, writin’, that’s my way (cookin’ and eatin’ it)
watch them cook the molly like a slave (cookin’ it up)
then i pop a pill and then sedate (pop, pop, pop, pop)

[outro: papa luke & kid ziggy]
i’m out of my head (yeah)
i’m out of my mind (yeah)
losin’ focus on what’s right (i’m losin’ it)
i’m out of my head (i’m out of it)
i’m out of my mind (i’m out of it)
losin’ focus on what’s right
i’m outta my mind
i’m outta my mind
yeah, i’m outta my mind

- kid ziggy papa luke lyrics

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