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life in reverse - phi11a lyrics

i put these racks in my jeans they bust out the pockets
can’t stop gotta run it up
think about all of these visions they all coming true
and now i think i’m coming
never live life in reverse
i work too hard to bе amateur
i think i might just pull up in the lambo
when i hopе they snapping their cameras
life like this when its nights like this
i might wife that b*tch give her pipe like this
looking at me thinking you would die for this
no snakes in my circle where the python is
f**king with me show you what an icon is
pull up in a wraith with the lights on b*tch
when i put it in your face dont bite on it
can you tell me how it taste do you like that sh*t
never say too much
nothing matters anyway
and its hard to trust
no matter what you say
it’s all too much
always find myself in the way
but never gave a f**k
til i’m in my shallow grave

always get the bad news first
coz ain’t none of that sh*t phase
i can’t even tell what’s worse  at the minute you driving me crazy
and i know i done dirt  that dont mean you got to hate me
you know i been putting in work  screaming f**k you pay me

i put these racks in my jeans they bust out the pockets
can’t stop gotta run it up
think about all of these visions they all coming true
and now i think i’m coming
never live life in reverse
i work too hard to be amateur
i think i might just pull up in the lambo
when i hope they snapping their cameras
i put these racks in my jeans they bust out the pockets
can’t stop gotta run it up
think about all of these visions they all coming true
and now i think i’m coming
never live life in reverse
i work too hard to be amateur
i think i might just pull up in the lambo
when i hope they snapping their cameras

get you knock back on the ground when i do’s it
everybody f**king with my sound bout to lose it
16 ounces in a pound i dont do zips
everybody knocking for a pound of my new sh*t

d*mn no one gave a d*mn about me yesterday
never sold crack but in the kitchen with the recipe
yah hit it open sesame
i gave her the tip guess she really got the best of me

i cannot tell what i feel in my soul
i dont even know how to fill these holes
they wanna kick sh*t but i wanna kick goals
what they call a stone when its on a roll
i might go and sell my soul
coz my heart went black some colour as coal
shooting all day but but i gotta reload
shooting all day sh*t never get old
i dont want my soul you can keep that sh*t
i just want a deal gotta make me rich
ain’t about how you feel when you feel like this
i dont feel love i say deal with it

if i like the girl i might steal that b*tch
and they hit the phone
like where the dealer is
ain’t n0body home i’m out stealing sh*t
i might pop a tag pop a seal i’m lit

- phi11a lyrics

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