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dirty ike – dirty hours lyrics

woooo
triiip, triiip
woooooooo
triiip, triiip, triiip

verse 1

uh huh… 2am no one vent to
smacked by lonely sh+t up on my mental
tryna find my comfort zone you know its appealing
somewhere between being savage and being in my feelings
somewhere between being average and making a k!lling
difference between being the mavericks or the lakers ceiling
banners on top of banners need that for my legacy
fade into obscurity yeah that’s what they beg of me
i got these credit card scamming n+ggas calling me fake
i got these bozos that got rattled, yeah they calling me snake
when you the only one making it swear that’s all they gon’ say
i got some jawns that’s engaged still calling me bae
i let the law of karma take place wit few resistance
dirty dirty, same n+gga but my moves is different
going hard till i’m up at the big gate
stacking up spent my last 10 to get my sh+t straight

hook
dirty hours it’s that time high an drink while i’m f+ckin’
truth be told on my phone wit no hoes doin’ nothin’
insomnia where the money these thoughts got me deprived
way too much on my mind i’m gotta stay on my grind
dirty hours it’s that time high an drink while i’m f+ckin’
truth be told on my phone wit no hoes doin’ nothin’
insomnia where the money these thoughts got me deprived
way too much on my mind i’m gotta stay on my grind

verse 2

locked up in the crib, should i cancel my triiip?
or should i book a one way? you know the ‘god need to dip
spill it all over jazzy tunes while them speakers bustin’
f+ck weeping over repercussions
what are we discussing?
toxic ex nothing keep calling my phone
hoping she find some better, so she can leave me alone
blades full of blades i acquire hate
praying my dreams won’t mean less cause if it do ima violate
i gotta violent then that’s sad
practiced keeping my emotions together, i use to cry when i was mad
a fool when i’m hot
i always say i’m good when people ask cause what you gon’ do if i’m not?
i’m like f+ck it 3 tears in a bucket
switch the subject
these the thoughts in my mind looking aggy up in public
life’s too precious i’m on my toes like a dancer
there’s days that ask questions and years that give answers
hook

dirty hours it’s that time high an drink while i’m f+ckin
truth be told on my phone wit no hoes doin’ nothin’
insomnia where these money thoughts got me deprived
way too much on my mind i’m tryna on my grind
dirty hours it’s that time high an drink while i’m f+ckin
truth be told on my phone wit no hoes doin’ nothin’
insomnia where these money thoughts got me deprived
way too much on my mind i’m tryna on my grind

- dirty ike lyrics

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