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What's life
I can't even feel the pain no more
Niggas dying in the streets who's to blame who for
Poppin pills everyday hope I don't crash the porche
Swerve out if he talking got my stick up in a hurry
Two beams on him red and green
Two pills two Molly rocks on comethazine
Chilling in the trap yah
Me and swampy boutta run it back yah
We running round these niggas doing laps yah (hah)
No wonder trap boomin like its thunder
These niggas talking crazy actin undercover
Really coming for my spot this year I need my bread and butter
If you get up in my way I'm finna put you down under
I can't see or feel these niggas I feel like I'm Stevie wonder
Why you looking at me strange
Huh are you fucking dumb
Coming for my fuckin spot bitch yah that's number 1
I aint fucking round playing games nigga huh
What's life
I can't even feel the pain no more
Niggas dying in the streets who's to blame who for
Poppin pills everyday hope I don't crash the porche
Swerve out if he talking got my stick up in a hurry
Two beams on him red and green
Two pills two Molly rocks on comethazine
Chilling in the trap yah
Me and swampy boutta run it back yah
We running round these niggas doing laps yah
I got two beams they be red and green
I got ten racks in my skinny jeans
I got a hunnid rounds in this magazine
And I'm to geeked up in the back of the limousine
If I catch her cheating imma killer
I got nana clips up in the jungle with gorillas
My niggas real Soulja's move around like I'm Molossia
She say I'm cold blooded not human I'm Godzilla
I got sticks overseas from Lebanon
Got this big ass cannon on me nigga feel like Megatron
Finna bust it up blow it up like its megaton
And these bullets finna break his bones break his skeleton
I been in the trap tryna run it up
I can't fuck around with these shortys bitch I'm done with love
If you see me hopping out then you better duck
And these niggas think its sweet but I keep it tucked
What's life
I can't even feel the pain no more
Niggas dying in the streets who's to blame who for
Poppin pills everyday, hope I don't crash the porche
Swerve out if he talking got my stick up in a hurry
Two beams on him red and green
Two pills two Molly rocks on comethazine
Chilling in the trap yah
Me and swampy boutta run it back yah
We running round these niggas doing laps yah