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chillinit x huskii - same story, different beat lyrics

(huskii, verse 1)

same story on a different beat
the same position i sit in, i didn’t lift my feet
some b-tch wanna kick it, i gotta hit the streets
if i didn’t go get it, i guess we didn’t eat
back stressin’, this d-ckhead just come evicted me
back stretchin’ this c0ke, sipping this rikodeine
i swear i only write tracks so people get to see that i ain’t playing
all of these headf-cks really get to me
i’m still wakin’ up sweatin’, thinking she’s next to me
i’m too scared to see friends, i know they think less of me
no home, where the f-ck would there be a rest for me?
i keep on messin’ people up, why the f-ck they keep lettin’ me?
stripper b-tches keep coming over on ketamine
then i lay with them, tellin’ ’em how my head has been
but there’s too many things i wish that i’d never seen
and never say out loud so i wonder how could we ever be
trust issues, the way i can feel the devil’s t–th
why don’t we talk anymore? you said you’ll never leave
these cut bricks got me numb, i feel like lil peep
these debt collectors keep sendin’ letters i better read
f-ck, i lost so many kilos, swear i never eat
i still remember what she said to me, it’s settin’ me on fire
let me die, just throw me in the cemetery
but i’ma do this sh-t for my kids til the day i die

(chillinit, verse 2)
yeah, we hustle ’cause we raw
prayin’ that my brother never suffer anymore
homies know i’m nothing but i’m runnin’ up the ball
homie, i’ve been f-ckin’ crying since my son was never born
homies never call, so i’m burnin’ up the fumes
telling me i hurt her and it hurt because it’s true
devil’s got me nervous, got the herbal in my room
baby, i was never perfect but i’m perfect just for you
like, f-ck
no stressin’, we seshin’, we in the black wrangle
i got the coppers arrestin’ me ’cause we stack [?]
and huskii robbing for profit, we take the black angle
brother got the spirit we bottled and then we jack daniel
alleyway and a j, you know we bottle sipping
i ain’t michael jordan, my brothers know i’m scottie pippen
liquor’s pourin’ my brothers know since i’ve gotten millions
demons got me hiding my problems like i be robin williams
sea eagle, f-ck it, i’d be the manly type
see evil, hustlin’ for this gram of white
i had a wife, she was strugglin’ for a chance at life
she was suicidal and cuttin’ up with a stanley knife
but she be better now
so i run it ’cause i’m getting on the double
i probably got my second house
losing health, but i’m wealthy and got a better house
send a letter, i’m sorry, but i let you down
f-ck

- chillinit x huskii lyrics

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