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gibbydome - down to my last lyrics

(intro)
they speak on my name don’t know where i been, they speak on my name don’t know what i did, they don’t know how i was feeling was on the bid, no bread on my books couldn’t even phone a b-tch, couldn’t even phone a b-tch

(hook)
million dollar talent by a chemical imbalance, too fried off a 2 fall asleep at an outing, thoughts running through my head i’m screaming and shouting, down on my luck my own team started doubting, victim of adoption foster housing, when i ran away i was sleeping couches, sleeping on floors and sleeping in alleys, homies kept it real so imma keep it thousand, all i ever wanted was to make my parents proud but they ain’t stick around so i’m down to my last

(verse) go and see my brother so i use my bus p-ss, never got my license the girls love that, i’ll never love again man nah f-ck that, but every now and then i see a girl i must smash, couple condoms ripped man can’t trust that, but i’m back cut the slack imma keep it a stack, wake up in the morning and i feel like trash, never know which day finna be my last so i’m living good with the cops on my -ss, cause i’m chasing a sack while flipping a bag, never look back on things you can’t grab, there’s a reason that sh-t got left in that past, that’s why i quit sports for the trap and the rap, always stay on 50 in the room with the strap, tell these p-ssies pop out like cat hat, but let’s get back to the fact, this sh-t so sad but let’s not weep, there’s no love over east for a younging like me who tryna succeed, crooked mind crooked t–th b-tch i grew up in these streets, had a tough time keeping nikes on my feet , throwing dope inna leaf arizona iced tea, just might be, hottest big thing out of jersey i guess we’ll see because times my enemy, bouta be living good cus it’s meant to be, yup after all that sh-t that god sent to me, i’m never gonna let a b-tch get to me, yup after all that sh-t she said to me, i’m grinding hard tryna be covered in fendi, f-ck a work ethic i’ll finesse for a century, i’m flipping weight this ain’t a pretty penny, in the love with the rock and a little bit of henny, in love with the cash like forest is jenny, i’m on the guala like maple, break a b-tch on a table, wired up no cable, you acting like a baby imma put you in a cradle, already turned down 2 f-cking labels, your b-tch play my track and it’s spinning like a dradel, can’t keep a girl cause my mind ain’t stable, left hook to ya mitt leave you disabled , break 3 brones in ya face and ya nasal, bando shoot at you and you look like a bagel, losing my mind and these thoughts getting fatal, shoutout to the p-ssy from delsea that i robbed, you is a straight snitch and ya girlfriend a slob, you ain’t do sh-t but turn into a cop, got my -ss locked eating slop off a tray, i been plotting revenge like every single day, don’t ever step foot in this mothaf-cking county, hittas on ya -ss yea i’m talking bout a bounty, ya body hit the floor lil b-tch you grounded, no silencer on that thing hows that sounding, b-tt came through with the 40 he whylin, blaze came in with the gold he icing, got what you need if you cool with the pricing, cool with the pricing

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