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xiqt - loak lyrics

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-faint chorous-

[bridge]

how you doin’? yea i’m doin’ kinda average
when i was young i ain’t really ever had sh-t
now welcome me to the life of the lavish
designer shirts and give me a bad b-tch

[chorus 2x]

life, life, life of a kid who never had sh-t

[verse 1]

i’m scoping, my optics are 10 times it’s pinnacle
gossip of the non sense my dog you are pitiful
all of these money i’m not feeling plentiful
trill. god. not feeling cynical

in actuality i’m not feeling gravity
imagine me more complex than anatomy
looking for a wreck, but there’s not a n-gga crashing me
i’m sick, n-gga sick like a f-cking dog after me

when the beat drops i murder tracks in cold blood
like i’m eminem and wayne, i’m showing you no love

i’ve contemplated being broke couldn’t make sense of it
i’ve contemplated suicide no living in ignorance

be patient, be diligent, through hatred and racist
cause one day young boy i swear you will make it
see i just threw you off when i stated that though

n-ggas talkin’ ’bout x what the f-ck do they know

[bridge/chorus]

[verse 2]

what was the same when i dropped blue skyz
nothing. i felt like drake
what was the same when i dropped pharaohs
i don’t give a f-ck what you say!

cause they still think i’m great
think i’m ill, yea you late
cause i grind for the mills
and the bills kinda late
and i feel like the pats cause the bills gotta pay
so i pack up the green and i drop it at the bay

you wanna be famous, but where ya plan at
07′ dallas my n-gga you better stanback
i’m on the tight end on the corner i coulda’ ran that
pick off the lock put steal to you, i ransack

now you looking at me stupid
sorry, that i had to do it
picking up the f-cking clips
and stuff ’em in the f-cking uzi

got a n-gga feelin’ ruthless
punch you till i feel you toothless
give me all the cars and fame
before i completely lose it

[bridge/chorus]

[verse 3]

when i was just a kid i’d sit back and imagine
all the money in the world i would buy myself a dragon
a house made of recess, a car that hover crafted
three guns and a cannon, with shoes that made me faster
so far in my adolescence my world was pretend

the predicament i was raised could lead me to the pin
there is no i in team, but there is an i in win
there is no promise to heaven when all you do it sin

back down to earth where goons and goblins crawl
and my young and fresh mind got to meet them all
they crushed my simple dream of buying myself that dragon
my hover car, and my house soon crumbling after
nikes on my feet, but i don’t move any faster

i end up with three guns, they calling them things cannons
so now i’m steady blasting with no dreams, what happened?

good turned him bad. yeah, good great fantastic..

[bridge/chorus]

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