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Why do you smile Why do you lie Why do you cry This might take a while Feel like I should die Your mouth has some miles Look at your style Yeah it says a lot You can call it anything you want Built for it, you’re not Blaring down the street 100 miles ain’t fucking with seatbelts Smoke a blunt with me Let’s get wild You wanna feel just what i felt Ghosting motherfuckers close to me cause I’m feeling so manic Half you bitches and niggas that live are made up of plastic I thought that you had it That’s what you said Man you said that you planned it Is that what you meant Sporadic mechanic Giving me deals Peel out the wheels I had done nothing but sit and just rot but now it’s my time to grill Call me over and over ain’t gonna get me show up It takes a lot for me to go in public that’s one thing that I’m forsure of The love I receive is not what I give and my mind is gonna degrade The only time I feel like staying alive is when I get paid Hey Chocolate cake Getting baked Smoking shit Getting fucking lit Doing lines After 10 is fine Up for days Euphoria Devine I don’t care what you meant by that You said it you did it now that’s a wrap That ain’t no cap Hover after my grave when I die like it’s a Helipad I guess I’m a fool for thinking I could ever be something Turns out I’m nothing All of my worries keep stuffin Doubt into my heart until it’s corrupted Why do you smile Why do you lie Why do you cry This might take a while Feel like I should die Your mouth has some miles Look at your style Yeah it says a lot You can call it anything you want Built for it, you’re not
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Why do you smile Why do you lie Why do you cry This might take a while Feel like I should die Your mouth has some miles Look at your style Yeah it says a lot You can call it anything you want Built for it, you’re not Blaring down the street 100 miles ain’t fucking with seatbelts Smoke a blunt with me Let’s get wild You wanna feel just what i felt Ghosting motherfuckers close to me cause I’m feeling so manic Half you bitches and niggas that live are made up of plastic I thought that you had it That’s what you said Man you said that you planned it Is that what you meant Sporadic mechanic Giving me deals Peel out the wheels I had done nothing but sit and just rot but now it’s my time to grill Call me over and over ain’t gonna get me show up It takes a lot for me to go in public that’s one thing that I’m forsure of The love I receive is not what I give and my mind is gonna degrade The only time I feel like staying alive is when I get paid Hey Chocolate cake Getting baked Smoking shit Getting fucking lit Doing lines After 10 is fine Up for days Euphoria Devine I don’t care what you meant by that You said it you did it now that’s a wrap That ain’t no cap Hover after my grave when I die like it’s a Helipad I guess I’m a fool for thinking I could ever be something Turns out I’m nothing All of my worries keep stuffin Doubt into my heart until it’s corrupted Why do you smile Why do you lie Why do you cry This might take a while Feel like I should die Your mouth has some miles Look at your style Yeah it says a lot You can call it anything you want Built for it, you’re not
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