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(DJ Fresh DJ Fresh DJ Fresh) This is what I do to get you in my room This is what I do to get you in my room Painkillers can't heal how I really feel aside PTSD shit's the first time I opened my eyes Black man white clan who gon' die first Last night I had a dream that I was laying in the hurst Eyes open all confused they can't hear me scream Woke up sweatin' i gotta stop sleepin' in my jeans The money callin' my whole knee heard three or four thangs Miss kim callin' trying to see what's up with Maxime Ain't see my baby in about 330 days And dex momma got bipolar she gon off blaze Stackin up this paper in case for rainy days In case these money hungry baby mommas wanna raise Ain't no pausing ain't no jogging in this filthy race Gotta saty humble and stop fighting before they take my plate I wish my father figure didn't sell as merely pair My barber turned into a cop that's why I grew my hair (This is what I do) (To get you in my room) (This is what I do) (To get you in my room) Letras de canciones No matter what they try to throw at me im standing tall The dream team could be in front of me im still gon ball My grandad watched the black panthers rise into a four Im watching people's breakfast uplifting through it all Using battles for door steppers im not hesitatin' Using crosses for old pictured even decorations I dropped the goal line and people think I worship satan They think I auctionned off my soul And danced in fire naked Gasoline Tank tops and propain socks in my cleets Thinking about how im gon die is makin me tweek Will I survive until the morning to see the sun Might as well forgive me for my sins cause here I come From Letras Mania