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dear diary - reezill lyrics

.ya..
fresh up out the deep end
beast mode creep in
single bound leapin watch the free throws seap in
slam dunks decent
verse street sweepin
pirate ship beacon
f-ck it man my confidence been practicing defense
migraines come and go straight into the weekend
psychi in a spiral it’s a genesis descent
f-ck yo pretense
you ain’t really depressed
never been barefoot with holes in your pockets
never had to stand alone against all your problems
never had the rich kids flex and outcl-ss you
you just heard a little x and suddenly you down to
driving in your parents whip and flexing bout your problems
whining bout your wallet
i can’t even get a f-cking job cause i’m foreign
i can’t even get a f-cking job after college i told my f-cking parents that this f-cking place is toxic
my dad trying to sensei me and outline all the prospects
slow death of conquests
came soo faar but still we in bondage
ya i guess you poppin just because you got an office
same office putting all your workers in their coffins
and those are their people just imagine what you in for
but f-ck it i’ll admit it ya you roughed it with the big dogs
till the day they jump you and they hit you with the kriss kross
days later lined up on the road hearing bag pipes
gotta get my bag right
gotta level up my d-mn music f-ck all his hype
he the type to make you bend over get your sh-t wiped
n-gg- you an -sswipe
shift your whole body with the flow make you capsize
dead man float trenchcoat get baptized
dead man float whole verse get flatlined
wised up mode recognized imma franchise
all of yall are match sticks
n-gg- imma house fire
n-gg- i’m the type to run you over then resuscitate your corpse just to slap you with my spare tire
f-ck it im an empire
66 your entire, desire
quagmire zone but i’m rambo with gunfire
esqurie zone but i’m swaggy with my attire
highflier mode all your souls bout to get higher
spitfire mode all your souls bout to catch fire
whoow…
bout to get higher..
can i get an amen from the choir imma, sharp multiplier ball of fire wildfire open fire set on fire everything i admire and
i just copped an air force my future reaching that height
stockpile of vinyls and im keeping this sh-t airtight, he
reezill imma h-ll of a gun
everyone you admire ‘s had a h-ll of a run, b-tch

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