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life - lil chrast lyrics

f-ck around and go to h-ll never coming back
funeral services, dressed in all black
junkies on the corner smoking on that crack
the pot heads are back looking for the sack
d-mn man where’s the blunt?
better p-ss that
yeah chrast on the hunt
better fall back
d-mn man i’m stressing
cop me a pack
yeah man i’m flexing
look at my neck
just did a encore where is my check?
i need 6 figures can you just give me that?
in the batmobile like i need my bat
where’s my robin at to help me with the robbin?
where the squad at? i’m ready for some mobbin?
where blake griffin at? i’m ready for some lobbin
put you in your crib i’m done with all that toddl’in
shut the f-ck up before i put the bottle in
in some new clothes you best believe i’m modelin’
with some new hoes, olds leave, i’m wilin’
leave the show, crowds pleased, godd-mn i’m stylin’
pull out the gun she scream oh please, i’m violent
now i’m on the run, the flee, i’m flying
speeding down the highway hit a tree now im spiralin’
wait that’s a dream, pour the lean, start unwindin’
my watch is broken so yeah i guess i’m timeless
but you hear these raps i’m definitely not rhyme-less
these rhymes might be crimes but nah ain’t do no time b-tch
but nah ain’t do no time b-tch

my girl left
she don’t love me no more
my girl left
she don’t love me no more
my girl left
she don’t love me no more
cause she hit the door
she left me wantin’ more
my girl left
she don’t love me no more
my girl left
she don’t love me no more
my girl left
she don’t love me no more
cause she hit the door
she said she wantin’ more

now i’m on the floor lookin like a squirrel
tryna get my nut like can you come back girl
we was cory and topainga like that boy meets world
i knew i was different since 4 years old
better bundle up cause it’s boutta get cold
these raps are kinda flagrant and a little bit bold
blew up a month ago and now i sell out shows
wanna get rid of the rolla and start to push the rolls
so i can do 150 and bum rush the tolls
that or feel the heat beneath some bullet holes
suicidal blood drips out my f-cking nose

- lil chrast lyrics

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