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We are on some shit and I don’t know if I can move right now Looking for another rhyme, I know I’m lost in music how? Did this happen? Wasn’t meant to make it, but I fuckin did And I had no help so that makes you much more in love with this Droppin’ all these bombs bitch Ask around cos i'm on this Summer time my hot bitch Wonder why you ain’t got this Crowd jump around in the mosh pit All bitches wanna lock lips Town come out wanna watch this Key to the city, I’m the locksmith Claim to have it all, you ain’t got shit You want what I got, but it’s Scott’s cheers Crew got it all with the top kids Rockin’ all the hot shit Catch a glimpse at my watch, tick Gucci hood, you can wash this Left the hood cause I got rich Still go back, cause I’m not bitch In the ghetto with, Walsh shit Purple drink we are off tits Ain’t no one gonna stop this Chosen one, I am god’s gift Got famous then I got scripts Letras de cancionesWho to blame me or doctors? Depend what way the plot twist Catch me out in a hot whip Kers with a little bit of Scott mix Crawling ‘round cause I pop trips Aliens they were not sick Imma engineer like what shit Never mind I’m on this Shit they call the chronic Plus the pills I popped it Here’s a hook, lets stop quick We are on some shit and I don’t know if i can move right now Looking for another rhyme, I know I’m lost in music how? Did this happen? Wasn’t meant to make it, but I fuckin did And I had no help so that makes you much more in love with this Rockin’ ‘round in new stuff ABK’s the crew bruz Roll with a couple shooters Rather beat you down your crews fucked Do the same shit every two months Now you thinking shit this too much Cause your legs are broken bruised up And you’re walkin’ round with two crutch, shit Let’s leave it there, that’s too suss Ain’t too many who can move us I’m just giving you the truth bruz Don’t wanna listen I got two nuts On your girl cause I couldn’t give two fucks If she died right now I’d boo slut Jump in a car and cruise brah Then send you a letter “you a loser” Catch me out in a new car Drivin’ right past your Uber Yellin’ out the window “you’re too smart” Now fuckin better duck cause we shoot cars Couldn’t give a fuck if they move brah Other rappers look like food fuck What I meant to do? Make food of ya? And end your career with a few bars Speaking of that, I popped two bars I’m always lookin’ for a new buzz Whether I don’t or do drugs The answer is um move cunt Every album I move up Saying that you rich, you got two bucks? Feelin’ kinda sick, gonna spew up End the verse here cos i'm too fucked We are on some shit and I don’t know if i can move right now Looking for another rhyme, I know im lost in music how? Did this happen? Wasn’t meant to make it, but I fuckin did And I had no help so that makes you much more in love with this In love with this, rugged shit Tell the radio to suck a dick Heard of the Kers? Yeah I know you have Eyes so red I’m a stoner lad Top of the game, you know the name You hate so much, and know your pain Good smile on my face like everyday 225 reppin’ ABK From Letras Mania