DIED OUT
lyrics: Talking to the z killer The z gremlin The z villan Dont get right my niggas we gon get rich and pop another molly hope the shit fuck up my body Fuck another thotty Bad lifestyle be my hobby The dope spiller The coke slippas Dead children All bad memories really be in the kitchen Dead pockets Dead mommas Dead drama Everybody in the end gon get they karma Everybody in the end gon get they karma Keep tellin them we aint gon last much Longer Stuck in a loop same thing its get harder All that hate same thing its getting stronger You think you the man Confidence gon jam Niggas really think there aint no limit they cant stand Till you locked up in a basement shit where was that plan Gotta get outta there but all you think is death the z killer The z gremlin The z villan Dont get right me my niggas we gon get rich and pop another molly hope the shit fuck up my body Fuck another thotty Bad lifestyle be my hobby The dope spiller The coke slippas Dead children All bad memories really be in the kitchen Dead pockets Dead mommas Dead drama Everybody in the end gon get they karma
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