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9henom - pull up lyrics

pull up
pull up
pull up
pull up
pull up
pull up
pull up

we all chase bread
here’s some food for thought
a nuisance brought something new i bought
gone overthrow like the coup d’etat
i sought the clarity and apparently i’m boxing with the truth
tie the noose like shooters gonna do what they do

in the back of an uber
i ponder this life is too ruthless
enter i and what i spy is a twenty dollar bill in the backseat
what a laugh he revels in the moment
like is gonna own it or or throw it
ignoring the potion
man drinks too often
stop it i’m coughing up tar from my lungs
dumb man the folly of the plan
i’m a baby boomer pause resume the tension is sooner like oklahama city
is it pretty i’m running out of funds
this game ain’t fun
on the run
like roadster
ride the rollarcoaster like scorcher
do not scold me
words of knowledge from the wise i ignore behold the truth
is glory to god
i see through the screen
i see through the scope of mirage
i’m feeling the beams
ahhhhh are you high on weed
nah im high on life
let’s fight till we bleed
words cut like knivez
i’m feeling unruly
used to be usuallys and who is he’s?
like the f+ck i gotta do to get some peace
at the function
how many drinks i gotta down to keep me number than phones all alone at home

burning embers
yes it was december
tell me you remember
times we spent the semblance of a second
maybe i die and i get to see heaven
always ride solo cause i’m independent
smoking this weed to get out of my head
playing this sadè to smoothen the edge
i’m addicted to being right that’s why i never go left
now i’m catching my breath

catching my breath just to ease all this stress
stressing over dreams that i haven’t put in work for
catch the wave like a surfboard
what you hurt for?
i lurk more in the night is when feeling surface
i’m hurt
and what’s worse is i don’t know what the purpose
the purp is strong
my body is numb
you’re so dumb
you’re so young
have fun being alone
i got some food for thought
leave a voicemail
call me on my cell phone
i don’t leave no choice there

- 9henom lyrics

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