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​it’s nothing - ​quinn lyrics

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[intro: rachel taylor, quinn, rachel taylor & quinn]
merrily, we fall out of line, out of line
i’d fall anywhere with you, i’m by your side
swinging in the rain, humming—
i’m not afraid (yeah) anymore (is my sh*t ready?)
i’m not afraid any— (alright, bet, bet, bet, bet)
i’m not afraid anymore (do*do*do*duh, huh, uh)
i’m not afraid any— (you feel me?)
(as above, so below)
i’m not afraid anymore, i’m not afraid
yeah, alright, bro
ah, ah*ah, ah*ah, ah

[verse: quinn]
heard i’m makin’ money, that’s not up to no discussion
when we slide in, make that sh*t look like no russian
i keep iron when i step up in the function
why you slidin’? ’cause you know you be on nothing
keep shooters, but they hiding, get up close, we get to cuttin’
i got a problem, call my bro, he press that b*tton
i’m in the column of the best, it’s no discussion
i got some problems, i could crash out like it’s nothing
my bro depressed, he went to shootin’ ’cause the cuttin’
i’m steady stressed, i’m blowin’ zips just like it’s nothin’
i keep a rifle, i won’t say if it’s for huntin’
but when the love is lost, where the f*ck was you? (where the f*ck was you?)
where the f*ck was you?
how the f*ck it’s possible to split my heart in two?
i been in the crib, won’t see my name on articles
i’m gon’ persevere, been through too many obstacles
all i ever wanted was a “quinn, i’m proud of you”
wanna make this money? you know what you gotta do
try my best to get this bread just like my mama do
my shooter got that sh*t, it’s barking like it’s marmaduke
we avoiding drama too
i’m tryna have some fun, i don’t wanna harm a dude
i don’t wanna alarm a dude
my b*tch is on the shrooms, don’t you make another move
i know i been the best, but i got a lot to prove
don’t care about a promise, p*ssy n*gga, out my way
them n*ggas that’s against me, i hope that they die today
i think about that b*tch sometimes, the one who got away
might hit the beach, might f*ck your mom, might do some pottery

[outro: rachel taylor & quinn]
(pottery, pottery, pottery, ayy)
i’m not afraid anymore
i’m not afraid any—
i’m not afraid anymore
i’m not afraid any—
i’m not afraid anymore
i’m not afraid any—

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