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nocap - subtraction lyrics

[chorus]
subtracting all my friends, so i’m on adderalls
we die from gun violence, no more natural causes
we sit and wait on sunlight that’ll never come
sh+t getting old, why the good ones have to die young?
streets ain’t the same, gotta cut down on your clientele
them n+ggas murdered ceelo, so i get high as h+ll
waking up from dreams and i leave sweat on all my pillows
the judge throwing out elbows like anderson silva

[verse]
i can’t stay out the hood but i’m going all in
og in my lungs, n+ggas in the coffin
i got rich and they faded, like kobe bryant from thе 3
but you know how that be, won’t trust ’em far as i can see
i won’t think about changing, i told [?] keep the rеceipt
i got love in milwaukee, bet to the bucks like i’m greek
they gone diss me on instagram, see me out in public, speak
probably catch me in traffic too, see me at the light and beep
these n+ggas undercovers like they in the bed
i’m talking to the reaper like my home man
when i’m on track, they knock me right back off
that sh+t f+ck up my whole train of thought
them n+ggas jealous, yeah they hate that i made them bonds
coulda bought a studio, i spent this sh+t on guns
i’m rich and got my salary
diamonds on my cavities
my chain, i still won’t get a piece
my momma need me, i got a reason
yeah, 2+4+6 and 8, we gone get even
yeah, pull up i8, i’m barely eating
yeah, i’m picking b+tches, just like good defense
love yo’ n+gga, no telling when he leaving, yeah
all on me, i feel like the deacon
drugs got me slow, still pull off speedin’
this sh+t wasn’t easy, nothing ’bout my lfe a free throw
ion think it’s room in the graveyeard left for ceelo
25 b+tches, a bird on my face like [?]
free the real ones, them folks still ain’t let lil’ e go
i got real money, that sh+t f+ck up my lil ego
i hand out cigarettes so they can know it’s free smoke
[chorus]
subtracting all my friends, so i’m on adderalls
we die from gun violence, no more natural causes
we sit and wait on sunlight that’ll never come
sh+t getting old, why the good ones have to die young?
streets ain’t the same, gotta cut down on your clientele
them n+ggas murdered ceelo, so i get high as h+ll
waking up from dreams and i leave sweat on all my pillows
the judge throwing out elbows like anderson silva

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