suspicions (loosie by earl sweatshirt fighnye edition)
run up the base, got these bitches jumping all over the place. getting money happily. but still walking down the street cautious like someone finna bust a cap in me. blood leaking from my head, because these niggas were out for my bread. had this one bitch use me for some money, shrugged and made that shit right back. you trust niggas, get stabbed in the fucking back. silhouettes of my past peers but you can't let the fucking pain steer your direction. dark corners and frightening abysses. talk shit to me and feel the blood come from more than your fucking mouth. got niggas down south that really got the heat, how ironic. but all we do is stroll down the street listening to dr. dre chronic. dad left the sight at the speed of sonic. but that ain't nun new in the black community. all these bitches ruin me. I think I lost a screw on me. niggas arguing back and forth. And I seem to find the source.
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run up the base, got these bitches jumping all over the place. getting money happily. but still walking down the street cautious like someone finna bust a cap in me. blood leaking from my head, because these niggas were out for my bread. had this one bitch use me for some money, shrugged and made that shit right back. you trust niggas, get stabbed in the fucking back. silhouettes of my past peers but you can't let the fucking pain steer your direction. dark corners and frightening abysses. talk shit to me and feel the blood come from more than your fucking mouth. got niggas down south that really got the heat, how ironic. but all we do is stroll down the street listening to dr. dre chronic. dad left the sight at the speed of sonic. but that ain't nun new in the black community. all these bitches ruin me. I think I lost a screw on me. niggas arguing back and forth. And I seem to find the source.
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