I Bet 2.0
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•21 Feb 2021
I can’t see me, no more, but I ain’t invisible... Yo track went blue, I’m flipping the script like I’m tracking you, So bitch if you wanna know I can do, Im killing this game as the Ivan Ooze, Beating this beat til it’s got a bruise, brewery could only wish it could do some brews, I’ve got my eyes on the prize I’ll only continue and slide until I make it inside, inhale the smoke and exhale so hard I propel to the sky, words of a phantom, too tough to fathom, light up a candle, with a gat or a handgun, I feel like satan, so much sin on my back bone, people brag about lambos, I couldn’t give a fuck so, I bet, I ain’t going to be me for a while right now, I bet, I don’t know who I can be or where or how, I bet, imma lose my mind and party so loud, Yeah I bet, i bet you. When I got on my feet I felt I couldn’t go on, I’d partied so hard in fact I broke my guitar, I always had those types of dreams where you standing above all, but people would just leave the pack and ignore me. I would learn that life isn’t all about a rhythm, I would see people would just run on their own beats, I thought they were all having a schism, I couldn’t see reason and believed blood isn’t all I bleeds.
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@deelite I used DaBaby’s beat, it’s a bit better then the other. I am a much better writer than vocalist
I can’t see me, no more, but I ain’t invisible... Yo track went blue, I’m flipping the script like I’m tracking you, So bitch if you wanna know I can do, Im killing this game as the Ivan Ooze, Beating this beat til it’s got a bruise, brewery could only wish it could do some brews, I’ve got my eyes on the prize I’ll only continue and slide until I make it inside, inhale the smoke and exhale so hard I propel to the sky, words of a phantom, too tough to fathom, light up a candle, with a gat or a handgun, I feel like satan, so much sin on my back bone, people brag about lambos, I couldn’t give a fuck so, I bet, I ain’t going to be me for a while right now, I bet, I don’t know who I can be or where or how, I bet, imma lose my mind and party so loud, Yeah I bet, i bet you. When I got on my feet I felt I couldn’t go on, I’d partied so hard in fact I broke my guitar, I always had those types of dreams where you standing above all, but people would just leave the pack and ignore me. I would learn that life isn’t all about a rhythm, I would see people would just run on their own beats, I thought they were all having a schism, I couldn’t see reason and believed blood isn’t all I bleeds.
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