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Soloe Grape St Watts152 Plays
•07 Feb 2019
Verse 1] I have never felt such frustration Or lack of self control I want you to kill me And dig me under, I want to live no more [Chorus] One who doesn't care is one who shouldn't be I've tried to hide myself from what is wrong for me For me [Verse 2] I want to taste dirty, a stinging pistol In my mouth, on my tongue I want you to scrape me from the walls And go crazy like you've made me [Chorus] One who doesn't care is one who shouldn't be I've tried to hide myself from what is wrong for me One who doesn't care is one who shouldn't be I've tried to hide myself from what is wrong for me For me [Guitar Solo] [Verse 3] You, you are so special You have the talent to make me feel like dirt And you, you use your talent to dig me under And cover me with dirt [Chorus] One who doesn't care is one who shouldn't be I've tried to hide myself from what is wrong for me One who doesn't care is one who shouldn't be I've tried to hide myself from what is wrong for me (Verse 2) Damn you magnificent Internet trippin shit Whenever you drop that heat That you spitting in Member envisioning Young small and innocent Alex couldn't handle life that he living in Got his own syndicate Said that I'll quit the shit Making this life A Wonderland worth living in Word to Santana Kodiene, ain't no giving in DoubleKup Ain't nobody else killin it DoubleKup Ain't nobody else killin it Had to say it twice In case you ain't getting it Bitch, I'll ray rice If you niggas ain't feel this shit Elevate to my place When I be feeling lit Its all the green That I stack to the ceiling with Stacking so much That I might make a building quick Grab you girl Like a Twinkie then I'm fillin' it Buy me everything Then I just spend it quick [Outro] LThey don't know What we working for They don't know What this cash is for They don't know What we got in store They don't know Nigga They don't know Nigga They don't know What we working for They don't know What this cash is for They don't know What we got in store So cash out So cash out, ay Bitch stay bumping out in the trap house Skinny waist, pretty face with her ass out Dollar bills in the way till she pass out Shawty think that it's time to Cash out Cocaine on the plate got us fast now Slowing down ain't a thing but the past now Gold chains, new rings, imma dash down Wilding out like I'm 'bout to Cash out Cash out Cash out I'm counting them rolls like I cashed out Curvin thotie with titties and ass out Blowing so much dope, think imma pass out Cash out Cash out Model bitches thinking they could smash now Call me broke, nigga, no That's a man down I did this shit myself With no hand out [Bridge] I just did it No We just did it Woah Killing every single beat Yeah Switching every flow I remember those Days when I was cold Sleeping on the couch or floor Had no home Robbing, stealing, throwed To get rid of my woes [Verse 1] That's was my problem I always had problems If you tried to start one Then my tec would solve em But since I made money They started dissolving On top of my game Ain't no way that I'm falling I feel like James harden The way that I'm ballin' Got me shooting, stallin' Got me coup de grace'ing Got me cooking on I'm eating these beats Like it's breakfast at 3 And I'm drunk as fuck Eating so damn sloppily Like the female Who came home to see If my lifestyle Consists of this style with heat Wake up, bake up, smash up, then repeat Damn I'm feeling heavenly Damn I got it on this beat Better cash out on this P Cause I'm smoking all week So please will you get off of my D They ain't ever heard it like us Dodge the hate like Vipers Swerving right, better hang on tight Cause I might just wash you like wipers Your girl act bad then I like her If she talking back then I'll pipe her So go relax, I'll just get this cash Cause that's exactly what she'll wife first Cause this (Hook) Bitch stay bumping out in the trap house Skinny waist, pretty face with her ass out Dollar bills in the way till she pass out Shawty think that it's time to Cash out Cocaine on the plate got us fast now Slowing down ain't a thing but the past now Gold chains, new rings, imma dash down Wilding out like Im bout to Cash out Cash out Cash out I'm counting them rolls like I cashed out Curving thoties with titties and ass out Blowing so much dope, think imma pass out Cash out Cash out Model bitches thinking they could smash now Call me broke, nigga, no That's a man down I did this shit myself With no hand out
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Verse 1] I have never felt such frustration Or lack of self control I want you to kill me And dig me under, I want to live no more [Chorus] One who doesn't care is one who shouldn't be I've tried to hide myself from what is wrong for me For me [Verse 2] I want to taste dirty, a stinging pistol In my mouth, on my tongue I want you to scrape me from the walls And go crazy like you've made me [Chorus] One who doesn't care is one who shouldn't be I've tried to hide myself from what is wrong for me One who doesn't care is one who shouldn't be I've tried to hide myself from what is wrong for me For me [Guitar Solo] [Verse 3] You, you are so special You have the talent to make me feel like dirt And you, you use your talent to dig me under And cover me with dirt [Chorus] One who doesn't care is one who shouldn't be I've tried to hide myself from what is wrong for me One who doesn't care is one who shouldn't be I've tried to hide myself from what is wrong for me (Verse 2) Damn you magnificent Internet trippin shit Whenever you drop that heat That you spitting in Member envisioning Young small and innocent Alex couldn't handle life that he living in Got his own syndicate Said that I'll quit the shit Making this life A Wonderland worth living in Word to Santana Kodiene, ain't no giving in DoubleKup Ain't nobody else killin it DoubleKup Ain't nobody else killin it Had to say it twice In case you ain't getting it Bitch, I'll ray rice If you niggas ain't feel this shit Elevate to my place When I be feeling lit Its all the green That I stack to the ceiling with Stacking so much That I might make a building quick Grab you girl Like a Twinkie then I'm fillin' it Buy me everything Then I just spend it quick [Outro] LThey don't know What we working for They don't know What this cash is for They don't know What we got in store They don't know Nigga They don't know Nigga They don't know What we working for They don't know What this cash is for They don't know What we got in store So cash out So cash out, ay Bitch stay bumping out in the trap house Skinny waist, pretty face with her ass out Dollar bills in the way till she pass out Shawty think that it's time to Cash out Cocaine on the plate got us fast now Slowing down ain't a thing but the past now Gold chains, new rings, imma dash down Wilding out like I'm 'bout to Cash out Cash out Cash out I'm counting them rolls like I cashed out Curvin thotie with titties and ass out Blowing so much dope, think imma pass out Cash out Cash out Model bitches thinking they could smash now Call me broke, nigga, no That's a man down I did this shit myself With no hand out [Bridge] I just did it No We just did it Woah Killing every single beat Yeah Switching every flow I remember those Days when I was cold Sleeping on the couch or floor Had no home Robbing, stealing, throwed To get rid of my woes [Verse 1] That's was my problem I always had problems If you tried to start one Then my tec would solve em But since I made money They started dissolving On top of my game Ain't no way that I'm falling I feel like James harden The way that I'm ballin' Got me shooting, stallin' Got me coup de grace'ing Got me cooking on I'm eating these beats Like it's breakfast at 3 And I'm drunk as fuck Eating so damn sloppily Like the female Who came home to see If my lifestyle Consists of this style with heat Wake up, bake up, smash up, then repeat Damn I'm feeling heavenly Damn I got it on this beat Better cash out on this P Cause I'm smoking all week So please will you get off of my D They ain't ever heard it like us Dodge the hate like Vipers Swerving right, better hang on tight Cause I might just wash you like wipers Your girl act bad then I like her If she talking back then I'll pipe her So go relax, I'll just get this cash Cause that's exactly what she'll wife first Cause this (Hook) Bitch stay bumping out in the trap house Skinny waist, pretty face with her ass out Dollar bills in the way till she pass out Shawty think that it's time to Cash out Cocaine on the plate got us fast now Slowing down ain't a thing but the past now Gold chains, new rings, imma dash down Wilding out like Im bout to Cash out Cash out Cash out I'm counting them rolls like I cashed out Curving thoties with titties and ass out Blowing so much dope, think imma pass out Cash out Cash out Model bitches thinking they could smash now Call me broke, nigga, no That's a man down I did this shit myself With no hand out
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