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rob flo - king from queen city lyrics

[verse 1]
i’ve been tryna get it since the age of two
making major moves i’m motivated by the lazy youth
in a faded generation raised to rage and puke
while i’m streaking through my city hoping you can see the naked truth
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underrated – addy poppin – adolescent – 80 proof, “hey!”
vodka – rocking babe – i’ll rape your instrumental tape in two, “hey!”
droppin label offers tryna off me as the latest news, “hey!”
renovated renegade and shout out to my haters too, “hey!”
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f-cking faded – eyes are asian – p-ssy wet i’m hydroplaning
high as h-ll on vyvanse making music on a vinyl  taking
ladies out to vegas only i know i’m the greatest
made a tape as hot as cajun for your f-ckin information
so
welcome to my soul emanc-p-tion
c0ke blown grown carolina panther nation
chain smoke chronic like a marijuana cancer patient
while i dance with satan naked in my dads vacant bas-m-nt
told her hold my d-ck she couldn’t carry conversation
crazy, c-cky, complicated, thats a scary combination
f-nny pack stacked with zany – adderall – and blazing
eight straight blunts laced with cocaine contamination
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haters wanna hate and label me another f-ckin douche, “wah!”
“all he talks about is adderall and f-ckin drug abuse” “wah!”
say it to my face is doesn’t phase me thats the f-ckin truth, “wah!”
say it to my face is doesn’t phase me thats the f-ckin truth, “wah!”
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hyperactive rapper after racks on racks on rackers
packing copenhagen, golden grammy plaque is all that matters
still i’m broke as bone and fracture/body cast of phony actors
home alone with liquor, drinking till my liver shrink and shatter
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step inside the mind of bong remedies
the rap john kennedy clashed with m-ss energy
hash and amphetamines, cash and last ketamine
stashed in plastic bags in the back of my black denim jeans
m-ss murdering music on instrumental beats
while i incidentally demolate all my enemies
renovated menus my pen is venomous “senestry”
thats my word for “sentence” i hope that you get offended wait
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shout out to king ice i know you rocking diamond jewelry
skating on some thin ice full of contradicting foolery
still a student, still i study, go to school and go to sleep
model f-cking, bottle poplin, non of which is new to me
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jk i’m a loser, locked inside my room and boosin
chosen music over b-tches i -ssume you think i’m stupid
you could never ever do this, what they told me as i do this
truth is that i’m ruthless you rewind it back and imma prove it

- rob flo lyrics

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