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sheedts - dark places lyrics

[intro]
deephartt beats
vvs melody

[chorus]
i tried to hold you close, i felt like i was beggin’
now that murder what she wrote, seem like your profession
that look that’s on your face as good as your confession
i been runnin’ on my own, just for my protection
i been clutchin’ on my chrome, the only thing i settle
how many floors do i gotta reach to see i’m up in levels? (up in levels)
how many floors do i gotta reach to see i’m up in levels?

[verse 1]
it’s a long road, dream chasin’, yeah, i know, skeen patient
i ain’t into lean wastin’, balenciaga, balmain
prada with these green faces
ts on the raod, what i been sellin’ for these green pasteds
i been tryna pour out all my pain, but it seem wasted
and my heart vacant
i come from the bottom where they rob you ‘fore your flex somethin’
i come from the bottom where they rob you ‘fore your check come
stretch him, stretch him, and stretch him
uh, yeah, i gave ’em game but he sold it (but he sold it)
uh, sometimes i feel like my world is closin’ (my world is closin’)
uh, you done left my heart inside the open
i wonder who said that love is chosen (is chosen)
uh, i only give my heart up if you hold it
uh, i been tryna live inside the moment
uh, lookin’ at our pictures and it’s golden (it’s golden)
yeah, i been pourin’ ounces of the hope
[chorus]
tried to hold you close, i felt like i was beggin’
now that murder what she wrote, seem like your profession
that look that’s on your face as good as your confession
i been runnin’ on my own, just for my protection
i been clutchin’ on my chrome, the only thing i settle
how many floors do i gotta reach to see i’m up in levels? (up in levels, to see i’m up in levels)
how many floors do i gotta reach to see i’m up in levels?

[verse 2]
uh, phone ring, cal, call he comin’ back with bricks (with bricks)
i wish i would break a bone and give it to a b+tch (to a b+tch)
uh, seh ask me why my phone ring so much i’m gettin’ rich? (yeah)
trap after trap, it’s like flip after flip (come on)
uh, i know how they sayin’, “he sold but he ain’t have sh+t”
young ticket, came up on his mission, march madness
every time you trick on these hoes you givin’ rations
i done got it all with this fashion
she only wanna call when i’m cashin’
i been tryna put it on the wall, what i’m rappin’
every time you said we had it all, you was cappin’
nowadays it feels like when we love, it’s jut actin’
i been tryna suit up for the real sh+t (suit up for the real sh+t)
i get high as f+ck alone and try deal with it (and try deal with it)
brodie call my phone and wanna k!ll sh+t
i know these n+ggas see me like a meal ticket
[chorus]
i tried to hold you close, i felt like i was beggin’
now that murder what she wrote, seem like your profession
that look that’s on your face as good as your confession
i been runnin’ on my own, just for my protection
i been clutchin’ on my chrome, the only thing i settle
how many floors do i gotta reach to see i’m up in levels? (up in levels)
how many floors do i gotta reach to see i’m up in levels?

- sheedts lyrics

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