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HOPELSS - Six Feet (Deep) Lyrics



HOPELSS - Six Feet (Deep) Lyrics
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Posted with a blade I put a pussy in his place
To gut 'em hollow like a f*ckin' bag of lays
So I can piss all on your grave
F*cked up thoughts I fill my brain up with smoke
Stay up wishin' bitch I pray with the smoke
Never run outta gas
Refuse to come in last
Trio in the spot that's six feet deep I need that castle fast
I need Mufasa bands
Crib all on the lake still steppin' in it with my f*ckin' vans
H D G Y C we built this shit up with our f*cking hands
Test me bitch I want the smoke, already got no hope
The opposite of pope walk in I'm smellin' like some dope
You wanna die already tying up a rope, but 'fore it's time to go
F*ck you up and leave you bloody layin' in the f*ckin' snow
What it feel like floatin' thru them green lights
Swervin' thru the city of the green down where that beam light
Deep in California there's no order in this damn life
I been losin' focus outta mind bitch outta damn sight
Outta down time, out to find my f*ckin prime
On the downside, I done lost my f*ckin mind
Damned if I stay waitin' on a sign
I take what's f*ckin' mine
No fps you niggas laggin'
I'll take my castle with a dragon, dark age assassin
Burn up and never know what happened, darkness my passion
Bitch I been crawlin' out a famine you can't imagine
Bitch I been f*ckin up my health the only healin' to it wealth
I need some money I can breathe
I need some money I can breathe
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Posted with a blade I put a pussy in his place
To gut 'em hollow like a f*ckin' bag of lays
So I can piss all on your grave
F*cked up thoughts I fill my brain up with smoke
Stay up wishin' bitch I pray with the smoke
Never run outta gas
Refuse to come in last
Trio in the spot that's six feet deep I need that castle fast
I need Mufasa bands
Crib all on the lake still steppin' in it with my f*ckin' vans
H D G Y C we built this shit up with our f*cking hands
Test me bitch I want the smoke, already got no hope
The opposite of pope walk in I'm smellin' like some dope
You wanna die already tying up a rope, but 'fore it's time to go
F*ck you up and leave you bloody layin' in the f*ckin' snow
What it feel like floatin' thru them green lights
Swervin' thru the city of the green down where that beam light
Deep in California there's no order in this damn life
I been losin' focus outta mind bitch outta damn sight
Outta down time, out to find my f*ckin prime
On the downside, I done lost my f*ckin mind
Damned if I stay waitin' on a sign
I take what's f*ckin' mine
No fps you niggas laggin'
I'll take my castle with a dragon, dark age assassin
Burn up and never know what happened, darkness my passion
Bitch I been crawlin' out a famine you can't imagine
Bitch I been f*ckin up my health the only healin' to it wealth
I need some money I can breathe
I need some money I can breathe
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Writer: Wesley Jimerson
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Performed By: HOPELSS
Language: English
Length: 1:48
Written by: Wesley Jimerson
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