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october - vantagepm lyrics

[intro: doug haley & samara weaving]
just because i close my eyes doesn’t mean that they’re not here
do you trust me?

[verse 1: vantagepm]
drugs in my system still making me a victim
born in a world thinking, “why am i livin’?”
i’m lost my thoughts and the times we would talk
and all that we lost was all at your cost
i’m losing my head once again, my n*gga
i’m losing my rest once again, my n*gga
suicidal thoughts occur once again, my n*gga
percs in my system once again, my n*gga
step into your town lookin’ like a k!ller clown
you already know that i don’t even make a sound
one time, two times, we letting off rounds
when we see that n*gga, we gon’ gun him down
he used to duck low, black cars, black tints
talk sh*t on the streets, gon’ getcha ass kicked
but word on the street, he was talkin’ his sh*t
another word on the street, they ain’t heard from him since

[chorus: vantagepm]
young n*gga
young k!ller
young villain
young willer
young n*gga
young k!ller
young villain
young willer
[verse 2: vantagepm]
don’t matter how many times i try to sober up
because i’ve been overdosing on your love like a drug
i’d rather give you all 100%
than be the reason that your heart has a dent
with everything in me, i’ll love you unconditional’
but love is the only drug i’m addicted to
can’t f*ck with this pain that you see in my eyes
keep f*ckin’ around, you gon’ crash and you’ll die
hit it from the back, base it like, “batter up”
she got so much cake, yes she battered up
but this a party, so where the f*ck’s my red cup?
i’ll turn everything to gold with my midas touch
she shake her ass like j. lo with jell*o
angel with no halo, but h*llo
if you hate me, suck it, you could deep throat
i got several inches for you weak hoes
spinnin’, making music, no disc
hot like a torch, i’m so f*ckin’ lit
they always talkin’ ‘bout the boots and they got the cats
‘cause these n*ggas some p*ssies and that’s a fact

[chorus: vantagepm]
young n*gga
young k!ller
young villain
young willer
young n*gga
young k!ller
young villain
young willer
[verse 3: vantagepm]
deeper in the cut than the scythe of the reaper
three stripes on my arm, but this ain’t no f*ckin’ adidas
i’m like a historian, still learning from my past
so i dump everything into here, at last
i look at death as an ocean with the darkest of floors
i’m drowning in my thoughts, you can watch as they pour
i lost everything i loved, ended up in a coffin
i ain’t ever take an l, but f*ck, i lost it

[chorus: vantagepm]
young n*gga
young k!ller
young villain
young willer
young n*gga
young k!ller
young villain
young willer

[outro: vito ebk, vantagepm, both]
boom, boom tss
n*gga say, “boots and cats”
boots and cats
n*gga, you are f*ckin’ whack
*laughing*
f*ckin’ vito, he’s freestyling and he went so—
he was going so hard
then all of a sudden he started rapping about orange juice and grape toast
*laughing*
i didn’t know what to say after young knucklehead

- vantagepm lyrics

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