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red walls - zotiyac 1 lyrics

they gone make me get back on my twisted sh*t
you gone l!ck my b*lls you gone l!ck fist b*tch if you risk it
it’s a big a bid you gone quit quick get hit then it get lit
you ever seen a teen with a 16 clip?
you know them boys posted outside of the crib?
you ever seen a fresh blade cutting a brick?
you ever seen a fiend with a f*cked up lip?
you ever pop a pill, had a f*cked up trip did some f*cked up sh*t
but forgot what it is? i ain’t gone lie had some nights i resent
you know they mix pcp with that fent

you can tell when a n*gga be only pretеnd how you speak on dead bodies but don’t know thе scent? n*gga just cause you been
that don’t mean that you went
you a visitor to the place my n*ggas in
and you ain’t that n*gga you post
he ain’t got no bag but he talking bout “gross”
we grocery bag n*ggas like you the most
im tired of n*ggas they talking bout old, old me
old sh*t what the f*ck you don’t know me
n*ggas be talking like they can control me
get the f*ck out the comments and show me

for some reason these n*ggas believe in the myth it ain’t no hidden gem i am the amethyst when we get in the gym you can see in my wrist take the shot and with ease don’t know meaning of miss
so i say f*ck it if we can forget that’s what ill choose to do after these n*ggas spit, turn a new leaf they can’t see through the midst but it’s all clear as day when you be the abyss, when you the creation itself it isn’t a question to you what recipients get, these n*ggas all in obliviousness i don’t think n*ggas know what oblivion is

i ain’t playing with n*ggas im taking they heads off
i make em make med calls * got hit in his head
now that n*gga bedridden, and you know the feds talk
black gloves, no love, real thugs, black mask, red walls x2

enter neglect and im interconnected
i know im a anti i been on depressants the pressure consume me but i get my message across while i keep reading texts that lesson my thoughts * why it feel like im left in the dark?
why it feel like im missing my mark? i feel alienated
bolaji badejo the sh*t that’s inside me could rip me apart
feel like danny trejo the son of anarchy and im breaking bad that’s from dusk until dark, you a fish in a pond ima p*ss off the deck
you gone swim in that water til you see a shark
n*gga come up for air when this sh*t get hard
know the gun like the blunt cuz this b*tch hit hard
need to check on my mental my sh*t get odd
heard a pop just died and my d*ck get hard
heard they got our plates we gone switch them cars
counting money all day now i need a massage
it’s too many dead bodies i need a garage
it’s a shirt when im done it’s gone be a collage

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- zotiyac 1 lyrics

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