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cyrtist xeras vexlic - on my own lyrics

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[verse]
i just took a dab
chillen at the pad
no more prescription drugs i’m using
now all these beats i’m abusing
i ain’t worried about a hoe
i’m focused on the dough
don’t get cremated on your flow
did an execution like deathrow
no one could stand a chance dog
bullets surround you like a fog
i’ma get it on my own
keeping it original unlike you clones
wassup with all the fuzz
on the net i’m getting a buzz
your girl said i can look and even touch
went into the master bedroom started to f+ck
always will be ahead
stacking up this bread
to me you ain’t no threat
half a decadе turned me into a vet
you hеathens still don’t get it
y’all literally be soo pathetic
i’m smoking on some calisthenics
taking trips off the hallucinogenic
i’m ahead of my timing
it’s perfect when i start rhyming
they can’t keep up
yeah they be stuck
you snitches are the opps
yall the type to call the cops
on a come up doing a k!lling spree
out in the field i ain’t scared of no police
coming out the hood
is starting to feel good
lemme speak the truth to these cats in the game
to them i’ma heavy ass influence mane
i’m in the building
doing this for a living
stacking up my money
i get it like it’s nothing
counting up my blue face bills
you can get a taste, how it feels
[refrain verse]
i just took a dab
chillen at the pad
no more prescription drugs i’m using
now all these beats i’m abusing
i ain’t worried about a hoe
i’m focused on the dough
don’t get cremated on your flow
did an execution like deathrow
no one could stand a chance dog
bullets surround you like a fog
i’ma get it on my own
keeping it original unlike you clones
wassup with all the fuzz
on the net i’m getting a buzz
your girl said i can look and even touch
went into the master bedroom started to f+ck
always will be ahead
stacking up this bread
to me you ain’t no threat
half a decade turned me into a vet
you heathens still don’t get it
y’all literally be soo pathetic
i’m smoking on some calisthenics
taking trips off the hallucinogenic
i’m ahead of my timing
it’s perfect when i start rhyming
they can’t keep up
yeah they be stuck
you snitches are the opps
yall the type to call the cops



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