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smoke bomb - weekdays. lyrics

[verse]
love to talk about myself calm down
i got weight of all this dread that’s weighing on my neck and crown
i ain’t folding for their ways
im in a daze that i smoked out
i cop my cop in one of these weekdays, don’t really know what day im out
i been on my own sh+t but who got time for me?
im feeling like a lost b+tch, i always doubt so easily
i have been working my ass off
i just dont give a f+ck
i dont give a f+ck, the chit chat is disabled
why not take a load off? not when you’re jumping levels
i might have to go ghost, to focus on the album
i ate the fake love, switched up and jerked my ego
for the longest i been tolerating all the f+cking fake sh+t
doublеd doses, f+ck a placement, might go on my solo sh+t
might cut my tiеs if they dont benefit
and a n+gga might just have to l!ck a sainted feature, b+tch
cybernet my n+ggas
we plotting on the future
planning cinematics n+gga
they ask the vibe and so we gon deliver
i dont hear it
negative sh+t that they spouting
i dont fear it
im a titanium surface in the face of opposition
i really couldn’t give a f+ck about their permissions
feeling like a tyrant feels like it completes the f+ckin mission
i ain’t f+cking with the n+ggas who ain’t with the f+cking vision
weekdays getting longer i been losing all my motivation
i been grinding since the start
real sh+t, run the distance, bring it far
fade the demons with the eyes of a star
incapacitate eem drowning in cruor
i jump straight down, no straps, attack
i spin around, oh yuh oh yuh
my god complex i keep attached
can’t throw it out, oh yuh oh yuh
climb the ladder then, f+ck it i’ll say it again, oh yuh oh yuh
double the height of the bar and im goin in broke but im makin it back, oh yuh
i don’t got time for the shift, gonna call another n+gga to do my bit, uh yuh
i don’t got time for a b+tch tryna leech my bread, imma stack these chips, uh yuh
i don’t got time for the shift, gonna call another n+gga to do my bit, uh yuh
i don’t got time for a b+tch tryna leech my bread, imma stack these chips, uh yuh

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