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skymovy - studio talk lyrics

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uhh
(cause the beretta got a beam, six racks in your dreams)

rsf t, movy in the game
& i’m posted in the stu when she say i’m (kyle) kobain
& she rubbin’ off me but she off the cocaine
if i get me a pack imma sell the whole thing
swerving off me get up out my lane
& i’m coming back home & i see sh+ts changed
& i keep two rolled ‘cause i’m trynna stay sane
& i know you see my heart but you cannot feel my pain
& i came from the bottom so i got everything to gain
& she diggin’ in my pants trynna get a youngin & famous oh
(heavy thinker)
yeah i know shе give me brain
& she looking up at mе & she see the chain swing
(rsf t)
chain swing
chain swing
yeah she see the chain swing
i’m the one
i’m the one
yeah i’m the mother f+cking one
& i ain’t hot up on the block but i can walk it on the sun
& i ain’t worried ‘bout the money imma run it up for fun
& i ain’t worried ‘bout the money imma run it up a ton
yeah i’m only with the gang & movy running up the funds
chain swing
chain swing
i put the pack up in the blunt
timeline
timeline
b+tch i only need a month
timeline
timeline
no pressure i’m the one
& b+tch i never really fold up got the bag i’m on the run
& i got aces in my hand i grip the game without a thumb
i fill the zipper in my jeans but hundreds berry me in some
i give a f+ck about the people you can see it in my blood
my drive so deep
my drive so deep
aye b+tch you sleep
lil b+tch you sleep
my motions deep
i drip in bleach
it’s all white on me
drunk in the street
trey sounds on beats
trey sounds on beats
trey sounds on beats
trey sounds on beats
yeah yeah
(yo trey sounds here)

(skymovy)
& your b+tch in the studio come & get her off me
& she playing all my songs & she wants them on repeat
rsf t, trey sounds, young mov on the beat
& i came from overseas
they done let me off the lease
(another beat back to back i done made a murder scene)
‘cause the beretta got a beam
six racks in your dreams
six stacks in my jeans
smoke a pack in a week
sip this pint i seek new heights
& i ain’t even catch a flight
they say my diamonds too bright
& my chain ain’t have to swing
(wooo)



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