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devil hours - fts shawn lyrics lyrics

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[intro]
(fts fts fts n+gga fraud to survive
gotta do what you gotta do to provide n+gga)

[verse]
that blood splattered on the wall, it left the wall red (that sh+t nasty) i think that set cursed, cause all they dawgs dead (them n+ggas dead) brodie f+ck a opp b+tch did it on her mom’s bed (that n+gga crazy) stupid ass n+gga, they say that i’m sped (yeah aight) give out the sauce for free, but it usually
cost bread (that sh+t cost) crack a n+gga’s skull, n+gga he got no head (n+gga got no head) don’t get me teed, n+gga, that’s a code red (that sh+t a code red n+gga) brandon a b+tch, f+ck him, and that moped (n+gga f+ck brandon)
and we got some sh+t from breaking bad, these exotic rocks
thesе n+ggas ain’t tough, they just like to talk a lot
brandon’s fat ass thought, i sold it for 25 a pop he got a asthma attack, somеone call the f+cking doc (call the doc n+gga)
don’t claim to be something that you ain’t (don’t) cause you’re stupid, little dumbass get nailed to that
paint we like, causing chaos and like
to up the f+cking rate i f+cked my chance up with the b+tch cause i was late to the f+cking date



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