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teether & kuya neil – lung lyrics

[verse 1]
over by the tram stop, cage around the seepage
open like kebab spot, talking like i’m leaking
tell you what i am not: ever going to leave here
took it with a camera, emphasized the gleaming
griller thought us chopped, i do not get the thinking
crushing up a rock, 8+ball and it’s sinking
f+cking picking like it’s locked, i got lost in decision
stood tall in my docs, just a product of the city
phone call woke me up but i’m gonna need a minute
black sludge in my cup, white smoke, f+ck the cops
and my throat burning up, just proof that i’m living
death+proof ’til it’s done, i’m a short sighted n+gga
i chewеd through the clutch, had to swap out the innards
passed kеw for the blood, thankful that i’m in it
rose first, then the sun, sh+t hurt in my vision
i’m yearning a lot, i heard that’s the mission

[chorus]
burning my blunts by my lonesome, efficient
burnt through my stock and a hole in my d+ckies
i let it buzz, i’m no electrician, yeah
burning my blunts by my lonesome, efficient
burnt through my stock and a hole in my d+ckies
i let it buzz, i’m no electrician, yeah
[verse 2]
young n+gga, drip cold like gelati
and i’m feeling old at the party
john cena taught me: can’t see me, can’t find me
and i’m too grown, too wordy, can’t fight me
i’m made in their image
sitting back seat at the scrimmage
i’m more discreet with my gimmicks
that sh+t got me feeling different
i could never speak for a living
i can’t even speak for my n+ggas
i can’t f+cking sleep, i’m existing
ducking the police like i did it
all my currency non+existent
i got bud on me, f+cking spinach
i got mud on me, rolling with it
i got blood on me
i can’t f+cking sleep, i’m existing
ducking the police like i did it
all my currency non+existent
i got bud on me, f+cking spinach
i got mud on me, rolling with it
i got blood on me

- teether kuya neil lyrics

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