Ryan Heinz - June 10th | Текст песни

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• Ryan Heinz
• June 10th

feel my wrath as I blast past, smokin on a bag
I don't think they like me, but that's too bad
if you think I'm crazy now, just wait until I'm mad
they tell me to make ends, but I didn't give a fuck, - smoke blunts, break glass , skip class, do as I do , better have my money best don't make me come and find you,
fill another cup as I'm swervin lanes through traffic
trynna seek my purpose but they still won't let me have it -
I'm more then just that little pill that's all up in your cabinet
take me how you want too, I was born to make it happen
up all night, I cant sleep for shit
my plug keep callin cause he needs the bricks
I can't trust these hoes cause they all pull tricks
rather get in my zone and steady write some hits
I got a long way to go with this music shit
but I got my brothers, and that's the shit

got my brothers and that's the shit
smokin on my dope let me take a hit
Shoutout to Russia, shoutout to Nik
made a hundred grand just off hittin licks

bossin on you scrubs and im teachin em how to do it
don't even try to talk to me, cause you are just a student
used to rap during lunch, now my rhymes so fluent
these haters gettin mad cause we winnin and they losin -
I don't pop pills, I'm just smokin on the best
can't even go to bed , because I'm weighin on the stress
had to roll me up a clip, had to go and have a sesh
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swear I'm so damn anxious to see what's next, I'll pour a whole pint of lean just to see what's left,
and this was never gods world , this is my world
and if you try to claim otherwise, bro your irrelevant
mixing up my potion and I'm sippin on my medicine
try to block me out but I ain't trippin they gon let us in
June 10th

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