Yung_Rook
Yung_Rook

Grave.

Grave.

55 Plays

25 Oct 2022

Short or tall either way you'll end in a grave. I make an escape to a higher meanin. I really think I'm dreamin. Let me tell ya I'm schemin. Used to be a fiend all I wanna do is brawl now. Not fall down. Kill a nigga real quick heard a call out. Yeah. Bitch I'm faded. But bitch I'm goin. Bitch It's rainin. Still I write dis poem. Humans lame spirit always in motion. Hit my plug up swear he need a promotion. Hit a nollie shuv an then I big spin. I'm tryna win big. Know I am different. Light another J again. Make art I paint a picture with da words dat hit ya like caligula. I'm one of a kind, Particular. Take a shot bullets hit ya. Layin in my tub. Imma get dat get dat. Pullin my jeans bitch want dick yeah. But I'm all in. Straight ballin. She wanna help but I keep stallin. Killin a bunch like Stalin. Im prayin for all of da goblins. Pull up an spray pullin up with da k. Pull up catch ya slippin put you in yo place. Fuck around see stars for tha day. Matta fact lemme change it to eternity. Nah man jus know I'm playin. But cannot keep up with da fake. Full of sum energy like drinkin bangs. You fakin aint tough not apart of my gang.

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