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PLASTIC SURGERY Video (MV)




Performed By: GUTSPILLA
Length: 1:52
Written by: Sean O'Connor




GUTSPILLA - PLASTIC SURGERY Lyrics




People always ask me what the f*ck I'm doing in Hollywood
Like y'all really give a f*ck
It's all good though, it's nothing but love
But sometimes y'all wouldn't know the truth unless it smacked you in the face

F*ck all this friendly shit
Step on a few toes, that's just how it goes
Pray for my enemies
Reap what you sow, reap what you sow
Industry pussies want every penny
Man it gets old, man it gets old
Phony ass producers make bologna for beats
Man it gets old, man it gets old
How many songs can you make about lean
How many songs can you make about weed
How many times can you say the same thing over and over and over again
You are not free
Get on your knees
Open up wide, you gotta breathe
Huh
Nobody saying shit, leave it to me

I'm so sick of this shit, all these rich ass people wanna sit here
Tell you how to live, who to vote for, what to believe, all these f*ckin conspiracies man
The shit is ridiculous bro, I swear to God
Wake the f*ck up

Preaching equality, while flaunting some jewelry
Oh the foolery, too bad you're not foolin' me
Wanna beat on some women
Come do it in front of me
Have your ass knocked out before you can blink
All of that money? good for you
People are starving and they just want food
Private Jet? good for you
People are broke and just need some fuel
Inspiration is free, walk out in the street
Acting like you need rose pedals thrown at your feet

Man, the truth is in front of you
You got the power
F*ckin on instagram and facebook and snapchat all day
F*ck outta here, Peace
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People always ask me what the f*ck I'm doing in Hollywood
Like y'all really give a f*ck
It's all good though, it's nothing but love
But sometimes y'all wouldn't know the truth unless it smacked you in the face

F*ck all this friendly shit
Step on a few toes, that's just how it goes
Pray for my enemies
Reap what you sow, reap what you sow
Industry pussies want every penny
Man it gets old, man it gets old
Phony ass producers make bologna for beats
Man it gets old, man it gets old
How many songs can you make about lean
How many songs can you make about weed
How many times can you say the same thing over and over and over again
You are not free
Get on your knees
Open up wide, you gotta breathe
Huh
Nobody saying shit, leave it to me

I'm so sick of this shit, all these rich ass people wanna sit here
Tell you how to live, who to vote for, what to believe, all these f*ckin conspiracies man
The shit is ridiculous bro, I swear to God
Wake the f*ck up

Preaching equality, while flaunting some jewelry
Oh the foolery, too bad you're not foolin' me
Wanna beat on some women
Come do it in front of me
Have your ass knocked out before you can blink
All of that money? good for you
People are starving and they just want food
Private Jet? good for you
People are broke and just need some fuel
Inspiration is free, walk out in the street
Acting like you need rose pedals thrown at your feet

Man, the truth is in front of you
You got the power
F*ckin on instagram and facebook and snapchat all day
F*ck outta here, Peace
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Writer: Sean O'Connor
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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