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tdk t-ẞeezle - slxwly dy!ng lyrics

[intrx both, me]
leave this world behind
i feel like i’m slowly dying yuh
ayy, yuh

[verse 1]
bullets gon come for ya head dey gon eat you
i told yo b+tch, “wanna f+ck,” she said, “me too”
whip is just like my rappin, got a speed boost
thermal scope, now ya whole crib see+through
runnin my check and i’m runnin my sec up
you talk out ya neck you get hit from the neck up
i pull dat kel+tek and go rratatata at yo block
make it hot, cuz i got anger pent up
i made some mistakes in my life and i messed up
the king is dead like i’m puttin my chеss up
his heart stoppin, tryna walk wit his chest up
and wherе i’m from, that’s a dangerous gesture
dat choppa be laughin, don’t call me a jester
i’m rando, like a joker
f+ck on my b+tch, i go hard and i choke her
yo b+tch saw it, now she beg me to poke her
pull up on me, b+tch, i’m ready to die
he pull up, i’m shootin, i’m lettin it fly
bro pass me da rck and i dish out a dime
i’m loud on the mic, in the streets i’m a mime
das cuz be kreepin
i’m huntin da opps off da block, i call dat open season
b+tch i’m a heathen
if you need help, you should pray to a god that i prolly believe in
maybe you’ll see him when you
[hxxk]

yuh, i feel like i’m slowly dyin
ayy

like, la, la, la, la, la, slowly dying
la, la, la, la, la, slowly dying

[pxst+hxxk]
yuh, buss out da stick and i’m ready to shh, shh
das it sound when i shoot
i got yo b+tch in da back off dat boot
i f+ck her den give her da boot
yo car cost about as much as my shoe
add in ya house and das da other foot
bl!cky wit me and i’m ready to ooh
pull up and you yuh

[verse 2]
hold up, you thought it was over
you stupid, cuz this is a 3 minute song
i’m in da back wit yo b+tch, when she suck on my d+ck
she be slurpin it just like a bong
i’m wit da gang, you know dat we bangin
slangin dem thangs that are very dangerous
botch crimes ihave committed are heinous
murder, and… not being famous
cuz this sh+t is too hot
i pop up on yo block wit 2 glocks, twin 9lock
i do you like tupac, get shot
they like how i move, i can’t stop
stop it, fly as a b+tch wit yo b+tch, in her c+ckpit
ice on my wrist, and it glisten, it’s glossin
9 on my hip, you get hit in yo sh+t
when i pull up like, “what’s all dat sh+t you was talkin?”
b+tch, you boutta
[hxxk]

yuh, i feel like i’m slowly dyin
ayy

like, la, la, la, la, la, slowly dying
la, la, la, la, la, slowly dying

[verse 3]
last verse, ‘ma preach on dis b+tch like a pastor
got my b+tch bendin over backwards
no, it really look like dat hurt
should i hop on the track and go faster?
or should i just slow it down
40 on me wit a whole hunnid round
40. cal, b+tch sound like baow
i up me my stick and put him underground
keep talkin, i be talkin my sh+t, das because i be walkin
he wanna fight, i’ma stomp him
basically guns or naw, i’m ready for chalkin
don’t eed a pipe to make him talk
i’m basically john wick to da opps
cuz if he don’t talk, i’m grabbin da chop
and i’m choppin his block and i’m makin him watch
all of his friends and family
[hxxk]

yuh, i feel like i’m slowly dyin
ayy

like, la, la, la, la, la, slowly dying
la, la, la, la, la, slowly dying

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