MESSAGES – Raised By The Enemy
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Let’s go party
She asks me to fuck her harder
She says I’m not just another
I’m a jerk and that’s the problem
Hit a lick now I have dollars
They don’t fit in my pockets
And I’m ballin’ like rockets
I have dope in the closet
And i can’t walk with dollars
They don’t fit in my pockets
And I’m ballin’ like rockets
I have dope in the closet
I can’t fuck with you no more
‘Cause now you are a lame yeah
I’ve been using drugs to numb
The pain and hide my memories
Baby gets so mad ’cause she
Knows I’ve been acting strangely
Please don’t text no messages
All I got is messages (yeah don’ text no messages)
I can’t fuck with you no more
‘Cause now you are a lame yeah
I’ve been using drugs to numb
The pain and hide my memories
Baby gets so mad ’cause she
Knows I’ve been acting strangely
Please don’t text no messages
All I got is messages (yeah don’ text no messages)
Dollars and codeine comforting all that’s in my head
Fear and anxiety consuming all my head
I hate to care a gun but I don’t want to end up dead
Yeah they get so envious they want to see me dead
Selling beans all day yeah
Popin’ pills all day yeah
Smoking gas all day yeah
Throught the night and day yeah
Chasing hunnids all day yeah
Making money all day yeah
Getting dummy all day yeah
Throught the night and day yeah
I can’t fuck with you no more
‘Cause now you are a lame yeah
I’ve been using drugs to numb
The pain and hide my memories
Baby gets so mad ’cause she
Knows I’ve been acting strangely
Please don’t text no messages
All I got is messages (yeah don’ text no messages)
With my bando
We gonna rise up
Skys up yeah
Building a new empire, fire
Throw some bands up
To the sky yeah
Fly yeah (what?)
Choosing a new side yeah
Fight yeah
Trynna find the answer
While I smoke a cancer
Dressed in Dior, I have no worries
I just lay here
Trynna find the answer
While I smoke a cancer
Dressed in Dior, I have no worries
I just lay here (what?)
Yeah I’m floating on the Moon
As I get colder you get bolder
Yeah I’m floating on the Moon
As I get colder you get bolder
I can’t fuck with you no more
‘Cause now you are a lame
I’ve been using drugs to numb
The pain and hide my memories
Baby gets so mad ’cause she
Knows I’ve been acting strangely
Please don’t text no messages
All I got is messages (yeah don’ text no messages)
I can’t fuck with you no more
And now you are my enemy yeah
I’ve been using drugs in Miami
Baby gets mad I’ve been acting strangely yeah
Don’t text me!
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