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2sdxrt3all - safety lyrics

[verse]
life crazy, i can’t see myself makin’ to 80 (life crazy, i can’t see myself makin’ to 80)
i’m goin’ up, i can see why they hate me (why they hate me)
in my head, i been thinkin’ crazy lately (i been thinkin’ crazy)
my older cousin wrote a statement (a statement)
remember trappin’ out the bas+m+nt (the bas+m+nt)
i’m in the streets, my gun can’t be on safety (on safety)
12 on me, know they gotta race me (they gotta race me)
she suck good d+ck, tell that ho’ to taste me (come taste me)
i’on got a watch, i don’t know the time (i don’t know the time)
they f+ckin’ with a n+gga, it’s my time (it’s my time)
feel like rod wave, all these hard times (these hard times)
they left me in the dark, now i gotta shine (i gotta shine)
all these labels hit me, now i gotta sign (i gotta sign)
these n+ggas b+tches, they ain’t my kind (they ain’t my kind)
who spin they block? hol’on, rewind (rewind)
long live twin, wish i could go back in time (go back in time)
long live twin, wish you could see me shine (see me shine)
i left these n+ggas, hm, behind (behind)
watch your back, i’m talm’bout your spine (your spine)
i’m really getting rich off of rhymes (off of rhymes)
i really got rich off of crimes (off of crimes)
stay alert, you gotta look for signs (look for signs)
you better think, boy, use your mind (use your mind)
it’s coming, in due time (in due time)
my brother in the pen’ and he didn’t do the crime (ain’t do the crime)
n+gga a b+tch, all he do is whine (he do is whine)
bad b+tch, she drink wine (drink wine)
i’m 17 but i got my 9 (i got my 9)
russian cream, i get high as f+ck (i get high as f+ck)
i’m in her dreams after i f+ck (after i f+ck)
let’s go on a l!ck, we can’t mess it up (we can’t mess it up)
i’ma pop my sh+t ’cause i don’t give a f+ck (i don’t give a f+ck)
first car i scr+ped for was a truck (it was a truck)
told my new friend believe in me, i just need your trust (i just need your trust)
i’m with my shooter, and he know to bust (he know is bust)
that n+gga d+ckridin’, i just call him sus (i just call him sus)
f+ckin’ up in school, why the h+ll my mama fuss? (my mama fuss)

- 2sdxrt3all lyrics

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