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crm (au) - vicious lyrics

[intro]
uh, yeah
uh, ahem!

[verse]
i got it poppin’ in places you’ve never been to
old heads dying out, man, they’ve been through
get a mic, this the sh+t i’ma vent to
writin’ my thoughts down with this pencil
super god body in a maserati
never sell my soul, f+ck illuminati
flow is out of pocket like the kiribati
in the lab cookin’ up like a praj+pati
make sh+t, hate sh+t, be the cycle
i can prolly go gold off a haiku
i can’t brag, man, never been the type to
you takin’ every shot like a type 2
tell the truth, no one ever liked you
bodak, bite flow ‘till i grind tooth
shawty got feels, but i’m love proof
find another man who can trust you, yeah
i don’t regret anythin’ i’ve done
i’m not sorry
try f+ck around again
and you’ll have a silent heartbeat
pull up in that ‘rari
at the afterparty
i don’t care ‘bout your flaws
i just wanna see you move your body
used to give a f+ck about
some shots in my direction
now i can’t see no opps
i guess this penthouse is a blessin’
but when you stay on top
the bottom haters be so jealous
i used to sit and wait
until i folded under pressure
back in the day, i would hate on myself
hate on the people who givin’ me help
hate on the music i never could sell
hate on the person who put me through h+ll
all of the people i never could be
i wanted some chains, i’m tryna fit in
needed designer to get me some friends
losin’ myself to a game of pretend
now i’m finally on my own now
i done had plenty attention
y’all gon f+ck with the mood now
i get the clout for inventions
i used to pick fights in school now
always dealt with suspensions
if they hatin’, they jealous of you
don’t deal with pretenders
mental health was f+ckin’ up the balance (up the balance)
had me thinkin’ that i had no talent (had no talent)
burnin’ my heart just to get it calloused (get it calloused)
endin’ my life was a easy challenge (easy challenge)
came up from those thoughts, yeah (thoughts, yeah)
never came up from that block, yeah (from that block, yeah)
came up from you hatin’ b+tches (you hatin’ b+tches)
they impatient, wantin’ me to stop, yeah (wantin’ me to stop)
[chorus]
yeah b+tch, i’m a shark
you’ve been swimmin’ with the fishes
carried the game for seven months now
that’s been my fitness
had to get this sh+t on my own
never had no wishes
but if they keep f+ckin with me
swear imma get vicious

[outro]
vicious, vicious, vicious, vicious

- crm au lyrics

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