Chorus: (La sample) I'm in for the kill I'm it for a thrill I'm hoping understand And not let go of my
I still got a long road of me Slow it down, mix the chronic weed promethizine remembering everything you said to me The game got the of me, but you can the rest of me My heart cold, cardiac arrested me You were a necessity, an accessory So I take apologies "oh, ya sorry?".. better be A, rap first.. you couldve been my letter B But imma a breath to breathe You only take my away I aint even mad babe, cause I still got that to break Plus I got my squad and Im blessed to see day Im a heavyweight. Still levitate like featherweights
... Hey let me get the record
...I'm hoping you'll And not let go of my
I'm going in for the I'm it for a thrill I'm hoping understand And not let go of my
2 finger, 1 finger, gunslinger ink and needles got my fuckin arm stingin So im numb, but I caught the buzz drinkin You're no different than the bitches you were kissin Everything looks terrific through the drunk mind, sober thoughts, You're too stubborn to I dont you "got me" You dont get it your vacation Realize what been missin
Or dont... Either way, I really aint But yo, when I my eyes, I see this one vision The world is mine I see you in it I used to chase Now Im catchin
the hustle in me You never kill it We'd be perfect I you gotta feel it I fight for what I Leave, or with it You say it's not what you Why you with it?
(Talking) "..And how are you respond like"
I'm it for a thrill I'm you understand
"I Don't"
And not let go of my
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