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xnsane! - seclxded lyrics

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[intro]
(a*a*aye melly, what the f*ck is that)
(s*s*s*seclxded, seclxded)

[hook 1]
pain
but b*tch i’ll never be the same
f*ck the fame
i aim
i let it go and i’m at range (yeah)
you a lame, on gang
i think he vanished, what a shame (boom)
insane, insane
i swear to god that i’m insane
(i swear to god that i’m insane)
insane, insane
i swear to god that i’m insane
insane, insane
i swear to god that i’m insane
insane, insane
i swear to god that i’m insane
insane, insane
i swear to god that i’m insanе

[verse 1]
don’t give a d*mn
i said let’s pour a four
(pour a four)
get a tеxt i’m tripping
clxde i’m at the door
(i’m at the door)
shawty on some bullsh*t
i’m a matador (ah)
like what the f*ck you on
the f*ck you tripping for (tripping for)
this sh*ts about a b*tch
i’m ‘bout clueless as ever
let me check the phone
you acting like we isn’t together
she’s like u lying, i can tell
we haven’t f*cked in forever
full of lies and i can tell the b*tch done known me (forever)
thinking, d*mn, this b*tch physcotic
like stop it and drop it
get the f*ck up out the crib
you’re tripping, don’t care if you’re walking (ah ah)
that shorty so rotten, yeah so forgotten
now go do your plotting (ah)
b*tch i’m seclxded, don’t call me austin
(act like you forgot it) (brrrraa)
drilling n*ggas like a bomb but this ain’t armageddon (boom)
fade be sick with covid
contagious like anyone can catch it
brodies got a gun
he’s not a shooter, he’s the one to flex it
four bands on a muzzle
heard no love so i had to (suppress it) (what)
pulling strings and cutting ties
this sh*t go down to the wire (what)
f*ck freddy and jason b*tch
seclxded michaeled the meyers (what)
i got these thoughts that break me down
i got no sudden desires (what)
i stuff my problems in this blunt
please cause some more and i’m higher
spinning and his b*tch arching like her back in missouri
i never wanna cuddle b*tch
i want toppy then ima scurry
time is short
his money short but in the field
that kyler murray
told u b*tches nothings new
you out the game
take off the jersey
[hook 2]
pain
but b*tch i’ll never be the same
f*ck the fame
i aim
i let it go and i’m at range (yeah)
you a lame, on gang
i think he vanished, what a shame (boom)
insane insane
i swear to god that i’m insane
(i swear to god that i’m insane)
insane, insane
i swear to god that i’m insane
insane, insane
i swear to god that i’m insane
insane, insane
i swear to god that i’m insane
insane, insane
i swear to god that i’m insane

[verse 2]
said i’m different but i’m not
the plan is f*cking and ducking
i’m pouring twenty*twos a day with a stick like
andrew mccutchen
i don’t really talk about it
no money then switch the subject
f*ck drinking
i’d rather climb a tree
look down and just say (f*ck it)
[hook 3]
pain
but b*tch i’ll never be the same
f*ck the fame
i aim
i let it go and i’m at range (yeah)
you a lame, on gang
i think he vanished, what a shame (boom)
insane insane
i swear to god that i’m insane
(i swear to god that i’m insane)
pain
but b*tch i’ll never be the same
f*ck the fame
i aim
i let it go and i’m at range (yeah)
you a lame, on gang
i think he vanished, what a shame (boom)
insane insane
i swear to god that i’m insane
(i swear to god that i’m insane)
insane, insane
i swear to god that i’m insane
insane, insane
i swear to god that i’m insane
insane, insane
i swear to god that i’m insane
insane, insane
i swear to god that i’m insane

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