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hallucinations - spaceghostpurrp lyrics

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[intro]
yeah, been there, done that (what)
been up, been up, been up, been up, been up
done that, boy you know how we do it
b*tches boss mob, billionaire boys
yeah we come though
and we shoot it up, i don’t give a f*ck
yeah we (?) ducks, i don’t duck with ducks (?)

[verse 1]
and time to chill, take a chill pill
and keep that sh*t real
for all of my n*ggas that like to feel what i’m saying
(?), i’m in the studio, the booth, i’m in the hood too
and you, not on my level, never been there
hotter than the devil, get that, spend that
i don’t give a f*ck, you hear me?
i’m with that, if you disrespect me
i’ma knock off your snapback
i’ma knock off your snapback
eyes know like i came from tokyo
and i never trust a hoe, or i trusted a b*tch
how could i do that, if i know these hoes ain’t sh*t?
get rich, that’s the number one f*cking goal
my mind on deck and my (?) on swole
you can get popped
i put a hole in your f*cking forehead, now you dead on the floor
ignorance is bliss, and you know i been this sh*t
so if they say i ain’t this sh*t, then they on some hating sh*t
i’m the greatest in this b*tch, i feel like ali
you know me, cannot out me on the floor, g
if a n*gga making no rumors, i need proof
the sun roof
[verse 2]
but i gotta make them understand, that i’m the man, that can’t prove
make them like quicksand, i make them fall like quicksand
in the hourglass, it’s my time
i feel like sand in the hourglass
don’t pass, you can’t pass a test that you try to test me with
you get hit with the hollow tuck, (?)
that i got and pull it into one bag and make this sh*t
sh*t on every n*gga swag i come through
in the jack, black on black, yeah
with the mag, with the black flag, yeah, get hit
what you wanna do, you wanna be done with the clique
in this ball small boys, yeah, you know we running sh*t
on the low, i’m low key
and y’all n*ggas know me
and your b*tch give me eye contact, she want me
a og, young og, i know things
y’all n*ggas don’t know nothing
low life ass n*ggas, you bum me
n*gga, you scum me
you can never be above me, you below me
mtv, been there, done that
you don’t wanna run that
run no one, no one
i can tag you right now
i don’t give a f*ck on the beat
i f*ck it up, i go dumb
don’t give a f*ck
she gonna cum when i f*ck her up
hit p*ssy from the back
yeah, you know she scream my name
now she got a tattoo on her ass with my f*cking name
f*ck the fame, f*ck the game
yeah, you know i run the game
inspire the whole game
yeah, you know these n*ggas lame, these n*ggas lame
they don’t wanna admit that i inspired their name
inspired they images, inspired they whole career
these n*ggas is lame, these n*ggas is just some queer
who do you fear? no man but the man above
and if i f*ck a b*tch, man
i would not use the glove because all these b*tches have my kids
baby daddy sh*t, i’m on that baby daddy sh*t
fathering these n*ggas swag
and i come through with a black flag and a black mag and i lay you n*ggas down on your f*cking ass
[bridge]
what a cash
i’ll rob you n*ggas bad for robbing my swag

[verse 3]
yeah, life go by so fast
but until death, all i do is gotta chase the cash
compatible with real sh*t only
i don’t got fake n*ggas in my circle
and i don’t f*ck with fake homies
if you a fake n*gga, i’ll void you quick
don’t f*ck with fake n*ggas, boy, get off of my d*ck
real n*ggas sh*t, i be on that real boss sh*t, yeah

[outro]
i’m on that real boss sh*t

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