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angelo mota - hide in the phantom lyrics

[intro]
sh+t armageddon, oh yeah
let’s go hide in the phantom, oh yeah
we can lie there forever, all year
we could die there together, oh yeah
’cause we started together, oh yeah
‘fore we got it together, oh yeah
while you clouded the weather, oh yeah
got this sh+t in my real life, how the f+ck is it—
sh+t armageddon, oh yeah
lеt’s go hide in the phantom, oh yeah
wе can lie there forever, all year
we could die there together, oh yeah
’cause we started together, oh yeah
got this sh+t in my real life, how the f+ck is it real life?
how the f+ck is it real life?
how the f+ck is it real life?
[interlude]
angelo
hit me

[chorus]
down, down
hawk down, down
hawk you down, down
hawk down, down
hawk down, down
hawk down, down
hawk you down, down
hawk down

[verse 1]
can’t be sitting on hands and telling me sh+t
at this rate, i’ll never be rich
i give too much, my energy shift
can’t get good as my melody, b+tch
can’t get mad as my enemy get
and if my line get hit
then i’m outside ’til the vibe get fixed
being outside put the mind at risk
i’m staying out there, making my share
think about death while i play in your hair
don’t be scared, just be aware
pulled both ways and it’s making me tear
making me throw it
looking like pops way i’m beatin’ these boys
don’t get coy, my life like yours
i been up weeks tryna kick in these doors
never need force
[chorus]
down, down
hawk down, down
hawk you down, down
hawk down, down
hawk down, down
hawk down, down
hawk you down, down
hawk down

[verse 2]
can’t catch me sitting on land
the sh+t y’all like ain’t making me amped
that sh+t y’all play not making me dance
this beef not making me bands
let ’em rot, i ain’t taking no chance
good work, though, no shake in these grams
look right through ’em when i’m shaking these hands
making my dollars
motaraps, name go hard like giannis
hold him back, if you let him go, he a goner
smellin’ like top shelf marijuana
last night, we done had the block on sauna
twenty+two black cars like obama
she a bad b+tch, she don’t like mcdonalds
smoking on cat p+ss, driving through tunnels
doing that sh+t always keep me humble
i been goin’ bat sh+t waiting on drama
doing drugs to avoid my trauma
new opp pack kicking like e honda
ass fat and she could fight like ronda
head bowed, make a wish like wanda
[outro]
got this sh+t in my real life, how the f+ck is it real life?
how the f+ck is it real life?
how the f+ck is it real life?
real life
real life

- angelo mota lyrics

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