reefuh - 12 stout st remix
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{intro}
Put blood on the goddamn verse
I was puttin' in work 'til my back started to hurt
After all this, one lil' thing i heard
We partying, son, get back in church
Got a bag, then i cop them fresh ass kicks
Found out it wasn't nothin', started kickin' up dirt
(this is a slump audios exclusive)
(this is a $hmoney exclusive)
{verse}
They money's on a time limit, i'm in a rush or somethin'
I ain't think twice why would i? this my fuckin' blood, bro
I'm still bleedin' from the past like a (?...)
{0:33} cuts
And my slime back home, he'll do too fuckin' much for a pack of dutch
Hm, and my brother overdosed, bitch, i (?...)
{0:39} number (n)ine
Ain't have not one damn clue, but it's all figured out cause bro 'nem (?...)
So relieved that he kept his lifе, but imagine what that shit had put in my mind
Momma left his house, gеttin' impatient, but shit, i know she tryin'
That's the least i could do for her
Look in the mirror, wan' punch that bitch, i hate that man
Growin' up, i wasn't good at shit, that shit—, ugh, that made me mad
'til i found that pen and pad, so good, (?...)
{1:02}
It's a reason you fucks won't last, it's a reason i'm comin' in first
If i win, they try and differ, put blood on the goddamn verse
Put blood on the goddamn verse
I was puttin' in work 'til my back started to hurt
After all this, one lil' thing i heard
We partying, son, get back in church
Got a bag, then i cop them fresh ass kicks
Found out it wasn't nothin', started kickin' up dirt (fuck)
Ayy, now they wanna see me lose my cool
Ayy, i graduated for my momma though, but it's still, "fuck school"
I had reverse role models, looked up to my brother to know what not to do
Straight rap, he a fool, but he taught me a lot about followin' rules
Give a fuck 'bout (?...)
{1:34}
Ayy, this rap shit deep than words
Caught back, tryna squeeze that verse
R.i.p. granddaddy, shit had me weak
Couldn't even lift you out your hearse, grandpa
I'm startin' to feel like i'm cursed, grandpa
Got too much to say (?...)
{1:45}
But, damn, i'm hurt 'cause you left this earth, grandpa (fuck)
{outro}
This was not made for your tv
It was not made for your entertainment
I'm patchin' up cuts, spent (?...)
{1:53}
Tryna sit in containment, uh
{intro}
Put blood on the goddamn verse
I was puttin' in work 'til my back started to hurt
After all this, one lil' thing i heard
We partying, son, get back in church
Got a bag, then i cop them fresh ass kicks
Found out it wasn't nothin', started kickin' up dirt
(this is a slump audios exclusive)
(this is a $hmoney exclusive)
{verse}
They money's on a time limit, i'm in a rush or somethin'
I ain't think twice why would i? this my fuckin' blood, bro
I'm still bleedin' from the past like a (?...)
{0:33} cuts
And my slime back home, he'll do too fuckin' much for a pack of dutch
Hm, and my brother overdosed, bitch, i (?...)
{0:39} number (n)ine
Ain't have not one damn clue, but it's all figured out cause bro 'nem (?...)
So relieved that he kept his lifе, but imagine what that shit had put in my mind
Momma left his house, gеttin' impatient, but shit, i know she tryin'
That's the least i could do for her
Look in the mirror, wan' punch that bitch, i hate that man
Growin' up, i wasn't good at shit, that shit—, ugh, that made me mad
'til i found that pen and pad, so good, (?...)
{1:02}
It's a reason you fucks won't last, it's a reason i'm comin' in first
If i win, they try and differ, put blood on the goddamn verse
Put blood on the goddamn verse
I was puttin' in work 'til my back started to hurt
After all this, one lil' thing i heard
We partying, son, get back in church
Got a bag, then i cop them fresh ass kicks
Found out it wasn't nothin', started kickin' up dirt (fuck)
Ayy, now they wanna see me lose my cool
Ayy, i graduated for my momma though, but it's still, "fuck school"
I had reverse role models, looked up to my brother to know what not to do
Straight rap, he a fool, but he taught me a lot about followin' rules
Give a fuck 'bout (?...)
{1:34}
Ayy, this rap shit deep than words
Caught back, tryna squeeze that verse
R.i.p. granddaddy, shit had me weak
Couldn't even lift you out your hearse, grandpa
I'm startin' to feel like i'm cursed, grandpa
Got too much to say (?...)
{1:45}
But, damn, i'm hurt 'cause you left this earth, grandpa (fuck)
{outro}
This was not made for your tv
It was not made for your entertainment
I'm patchin' up cuts, spent (?...)
{1:53}
Tryna sit in containment, uh
