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skem - 201 lyrics

(verse 1: decibel)
all the stress on my plate gotta go
chasing these tracks move this weight by the load
moving in silence trying to stay on the low
try to take time play catch a blade to your throat
if you’re not bro i don’t care about your mates
and i’m don’t give a f+ck who you know
i keep all my brothers close
stay away from the drama
i’m smoking this sh+t from the farmer
i stay a ghost always up in smoke
uppers or downers still uppers and down like i’m nothing though
i don’t care what it is it goes up my nose
i nearly lost my hope
thought i was finally happy then i lost my bro
now it’s back on the road i live in houses not homes
feeling numb pеople say that they know but they don’t
dеmons i got lots of those
so ideally got them bots to go
sipping lean till they got me slow
smoke weed i blow lots of smoke
you got a pound i got crops i grow
trapping ain’t dead i been off it though
still moving these packs for the profit cause i gotta though
and i’m still on parole run it up to the goal
cause these cops are jokes f+ck these cops i want the o’s
f+ck this road i want a home
f+ck this note i wanna go
i love my missus and bros gotta stay for my son watch him grow
i’m still underrated don’t think that i’ll make it
this game doesn’t want me to blow
and these players don’t mean sh+t
stuck here and nearly famous
i don’t care about attention i just don’t wanna be broke
i just don’t wanna be broke
(verse 2: skem)
i need time to myself
i need time to myself to reflect
eyes in the back of my head
i don’t know where i’m going but i know where i went
broken and vexed
n0body said it was easy i know what they meant
i chose all the steps that i took on this road to regret
now i deal with the consequences
no phone and a friend even when there’s lots to mention
lost my head i went the wrong direction
i went down the wrong road i forgot my exit
off the bench and i’m really in the game now there’s lots of tension
what’s a mention when most my close mates lost attention
i got both eyes open for false intentions
i got no high hopes tell em hold the sentence

(verse 3: huskii)
i’ve been wasting away
looking in the mirror with blades to my face
i’ve been making this pay it ain’t changing my days
and a lot of people keep seeing me changing my weight
do it for days but these belts don’t fit my waist
fill them up taking a blade
wasting on sleepers and staying awake
paranoia got me making a play
i’ve been in h+ll for so long me and satan are mates
being a demon’s the way i was raised
changing my sin i ain’t changing my ways
i get this money my cousins still say they’re with mates
i’m turning i’m burning i’m making me great
say what you say stuck in the trap
and i’m praying that satan will take me away

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