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Off the Record Video (MV)




Performed By: SRM..
Language: English
Length: 1:33
Written by: Jack R




SRM.. - Off the Record Lyrics




Floatin' out lost my perception
Ain't no snakes in my recession
Give me pay and get to steppin'
I don't really need no loaded weapon
Keep the peace or catch these blessings
Stretch my feet out on the record
Keep it on the low like off the record
Lost my hope n lost my reverend
I be movin' slow bitch don't ask questions
Imma get you towed tryna park in my session
Heart rose gold and I wear it like a necklace
Cleanse my soul got dope got questions
How dat go bitch see that I'm flexin'
Take yo scope and switch yo lenses
Need my dough n need dat tension
Down my slope gone end in remnants

Got a halo and I rock it like a headband
Been through the rough can't lie
Should be dead man
F*ckin wit the bands or the family you a dead man
Only want the cash need it fast ain't a question
Said they want seconds ain't you learn ya lesson
You'll get f*cked tryna luck don't get tempted
I be ducked for a week don't check in
Sluggin cuz I got them vein in my resins wait....
Reverse, way we livin shit they thought we was cursed
I get livid bitch don't hop on my nerves
Don't ask the price of my shirt cost half my verse
You can't even get a quarter don't get ya hopes stirred
I remember coppin' quarters on the block yeah ya heard
Tax for the 1.5 n I ain't hear a word
Talk all that hot shit get kicked to the curb
Arry
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Floatin' out lost my perception
Ain't no snakes in my recession
Give me pay and get to steppin'
I don't really need no loaded weapon
Keep the peace or catch these blessings
Stretch my feet out on the record
Keep it on the low like off the record
Lost my hope n lost my reverend
I be movin' slow bitch don't ask questions
Imma get you towed tryna park in my session
Heart rose gold and I wear it like a necklace
Cleanse my soul got dope got questions
How dat go bitch see that I'm flexin'
Take yo scope and switch yo lenses
Need my dough n need dat tension
Down my slope gone end in remnants

Got a halo and I rock it like a headband
Been through the rough can't lie
Should be dead man
F*ckin wit the bands or the family you a dead man
Only want the cash need it fast ain't a question
Said they want seconds ain't you learn ya lesson
You'll get f*cked tryna luck don't get tempted
I be ducked for a week don't check in
Sluggin cuz I got them vein in my resins wait....
Reverse, way we livin shit they thought we was cursed
I get livid bitch don't hop on my nerves
Don't ask the price of my shirt cost half my verse
You can't even get a quarter don't get ya hopes stirred
I remember coppin' quarters on the block yeah ya heard
Tax for the 1.5 n I ain't hear a word
Talk all that hot shit get kicked to the curb
Arry
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Writer: Jack R
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