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zac flewids - she's ready lyrics

[verse 1: zac flewids]
my girl left and my d-ck hard
and my pill addiction is still strong
she help me with it the first time
but i guess that that sh-t ain’t last long
take it back last august
found my body unconscious
i wonder what i concocted
with xans and oxys, prolly
i dug deep to my demons
my family think that i’m a heathen
my mental health went downhill
i don’t wanna drown in my grievances
she’s getting ready on facetime
told me she don’t wanna waste time
then left me just like that
and my torso crumbled at the waist-line
my girl my homie and my therapist
i got a lot to vent but i been runnin’ thin
everybody i love walked out the pic
and when the money get involved dynamic switch
switch the topic i gotta clear my mind
still can’t get clean when i read the bible
i can write a verse but can’t be held liable
they mis-educate y’all, rippin’ they face off
no bath salts, just h-lla blow to help blast off
i set myself to see god almighty he said that i had been black-balled
all the flowers in my garden
don’t pick the pretty ones, darlin’
my idols keep on dyin’
my -n-logy will beg pardon, ay
pop a couple motherf-ckin’ xannies
i ju- i just wanna get up in her panties
but buyers remorse is a intricate curse
i been learning to live its a interesting course
i bit the bullet i got a chipped tooth
pelvis tatted your b-tch knew
and when i rap about these substances
just do what i say don’t do what i do

[chorus: cherry blu]
she’s getting ready now
please pick me off the ground
i don’t wanna dollar from you, mama, no
i just wanna break up out my collar, no, no

[verse 2: zac flewids]
it’s a vicious cycle
i tried to end it but i skipped the rifle
i thought the noose was the way to die
though i broke the closet guess that’s a sign though
i’ll dig deep
i don’t give a f-ck cause it’s made me
won’t dance around it no swayze
and my exes prolly still blame me
rip to my brother
you motivate the young gunner
i miss when we would skip math cl-ss and get high to talk about numbers
i’m gettin’ all of them for you
you got to see my first million before god almighty said gotcha
still i’m trapped inside of my conscience f-ck
i bit the bullet got a chipped tooth
pelvis tatted your b-tch knew
and when i rap about these substances
just do what i say don’t what i do
do what i do when i do what i can
indubitably watch me surp-ss
every dumb motherf-cker that be thinking they rap
just public figures with a face-full of tats

[chorus: cherry blu]
she’s getting ready now
please pick me off the ground
i don’t wanna dollar from you, mama, no
i just wanna break up out my collar, no, no

- zac flewids lyrics

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