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mr bobley - mmxviii lyrics

[verse 1]
this year seems pretty dry, the record producer would rather get high
he’d rather chill alone with his eyes glued to his phone, let the world fly by

[interlude 1]
sh-t bobley, did you die?

[verse 2]
no i wouldn’t lie, but if i did would you cry?
i’m just here feeling fine, one of my most notable lines
this year feels underwhelming, looks like somebody fell off
but if i jump down there myself, then you’d just call me a goth
when will the disrespect stop, how much gear have i gotta cop
i could sweep all of you out the door with a mop, don’t move when the mic drops

[interlude 2]
his own label hates him, his prodigies could out take him
even mister doesn’t want to stake him, the reaper won’t take him

[verse 3]
walk up to the trap house, with my d-ck and b-lls out
got monster in my pockets, waiting to unleash the beast now
sipping on my ultra, taste hit me like flavourtown
oh here come the fans now, john deere lawn mowers and a motel room reach around
starting to feel slimmer now, lyrics have to be shady or i’ll get run out of town
or maybe i’ll get gunned down, machine guns are a common sound
oh wait, you’re listening now? took me three albums to get my feet on the ground
but i still can’t find my original sound, probably still deep underground

[interlude 3]
so bobley, i thought this was your year?

[verse 4]
well sh-t, clearly not since you’re still here
you hear my sound whenever you’re near, i hope you can hear the f-cking lyrics clear

[outro]
look this dude hasn’t even got a hook, i listened to his song and i was like what the f-ck
his entire track has run amok, man this sh-t really sucks

- mr bobley lyrics

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