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Okay, here's another track that don't make sense Hold up, wait a minute, I'ma talk my shit Open up the door and get inside my ship I'ma show you how to do it, filler words off rip 2020 coming with it, I know its a little bit away But I'ma kill it do it how I wanna anyway This beat a little corny but it still kinda works Like 2016- Okay, here's another track that don't make sense Hold up, wait a minute, I'ma talk my shit Open up the door and get inside my ship I'ma show you how to do it, filler words off rip 2020 coming with it, I know its a little bit away But I'ma kill it do it how I wanna anyway This beat a little corny but it still kinda works Like 2016 Jake Hill on the verse That's real, a diss to myself Never thought I'd make it so cheers to my wealth I don't wanna end up in Hell But it feels like I sold my soul so please help (soul, soul, soul) Sold out shows, on tour, never sleep 'Cause I stay too hype with it, nice on the beat Thought I'd take a little break from the whiny shit Here's a blast to the past with the rhymin' shit Letras de cancionesI be the big bad wolf when I'm knocking at the door Gotta keep my teeth hidden so nobody ever know That I gotta kill em all, not like Ash Ketchum For the ones that talkin' gotta teach 'em all a lesson Like move bitch, get out the way They talk an awful lot but got nothing to say And I don't even really know where this shit is headed But I keep the sail steady, for this trip I'm ready Here's another track that don't make sense But that's okay, I own this shit I pull up then I leave And I got more stacks than I rolled up with Interest, they ain't gonna really like this 'Cause I'm talking shit but I don't mean nothing by it I can tell they got a problem with it but they staying silent 'Til they see me winning then they wanna turn it to a riot That's real, still the same shit, I just sit in my room Glued to my seat, might as well be my tomb That I'm encased in when I meet my fate I'm 27, hope that ain't today It's a club I don't wanna be in So I keep it moving, I'm just following the beacon, fast Hope it don't lead me down the wrong path If I let it, y'all better whoop my- Ask me how I feel, I don't really know I'm just here, 'til the wheels are broke I keep rolling, rolling like Fred Durst I'm tryna take this trip on head first And if I crash and burn, well, I guess that's life Only one way to find out, I guess that's right I'll close my eyes and then hit the launch And then blast off quick 'til I hit the stars That didn't even rhyme but whatever From Letras Mania