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louie ray - space lyrics

[intro]
(yeah, yeah)
(sh+t i done seen got me crazy in the head)
(sh+t be goin’ sideways, with the crazy, in the, yeah)
(alright, n+gga)
(i been sittin’ sideways, got me crazy in the+)
(yeah, sideways in the+)

[verse]
sh+t i done seen got me crazy in the+
sh+t i done seen got me+
yeah
sh+t that i done seen got me crazy in the head
sh+t be goin’ sideways, up and down with the head
i can count on my finger how many times i done begged
i’m outside ’cause i done f+cked too many times in the bed
i know my side, ain’t too many times i fall out with my mans
ain’t no used to havin’ those of you gon’ fall off with the grams
from the hood, and it’s like ricky all we had
gotta watch you doin’ work ’cause it gets sticky when it’s bad
you gon’ follow behind whoever leave a hickey on they ass
(like professionally, a ass kisser)
pour me up some drank, i’m not a yak sipper
could prolly tell i’m from the mid+west, because it’s trap+tember
movin’ like a old school n+gga, blow my back in her
i’m tryna see who was still on my team, call the staff members
n+ggas prolly still watchin’ me, last, i ain’t ‘member
tryna calm the p+ssy down, i throw a roxy in her
the smallest n+gga out the clique, with a c+cky member
when i take my ice off it’s like survivin’ winter
you gotta help me make papes’, surprise a n+gga
i made it out a flint, i survived the blender
i be mixin’ medicine, i’m like my syrup digger
you say that she was with you while you broke
that’s why you with her
i think she was there ’cause she had to, that’s why i hit her
got her drunk four nights in a row, she ain’t gon’ remember
we been blowin’ down trees right from pay, yellin’ timber
most the n+ggas only get to dream, not really in here
you know that i’m a god+fairy man, get you sent there
wrapped the money up in rubber bands like it was long hair
used to clean the beat with us, you won’t belong+
used to clean the beat with ghetto boys, you don’t belong here
you gotta know it’s pistols on us too, that’s why we drove here
just noticed that my hallway long as h+ll, could prolly bone here
i’m tryna figure out a way to get the bows here
i don’t need to buy no more designer, all these clothes here
i got enough to give away, n+gga, here
[outro]
yeah, that sh+t here, n+gga
i ain’t trippin’
know what i’m sayin’
know we still grindin’
you hear me?
yeah

- louie ray lyrics

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