3witch - ion rly care if I make it
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{chorus}
I've lost my patience and i can't fake it
I hope you know i'm feeding off the hatred
And i don't really care if i make it
'cause all i want to do is get my money up
Then maybe roll a blunt so i can face it
Got too many clothes, my fits are never basic
I'm anxious all the time and i hate it
{verse}
They can't see i'm going through it 'cause my fit stands out
Yeah, i'm smoking on that pack, hell yeah, i'm smoking on that loud
Everyday is hot as hell, but you know that i love it in the south
And you're not fucking with my team
Spellbook, you don't know what that shit is about
Feel like spunch, i need water for this fucking cottonmouth
You're a punk, bitch, better watch your tone, bettеr watch your mouth
Ain't no punk, bitch, i'm handling my business, then i'm out
Feel like pеrc angle, way i fucking slammed him in the ground
Damn, ah, you're too fine, i've got to beat that up
You can't hang, little bruh, you're green as fuck
Guap collecting, i can't get enough
{chorus}
I've lost my patience and i can't fake it
I hope you know i'm feeding off the hatred
And i don't really care if i make it
'cause all i want to do is get my money up
Then maybe roll a blunt so i can face it
Got too many clothes, my fits are never basic
I'm anxious all the time and i hate it
{chorus}
I've lost my patience and i can't fake it
I hope you know i'm feeding off the hatred
And i don't really care if i make it
'cause all i want to do is get my money up
Then maybe roll a blunt so i can face it
Got too many clothes, my fits are never basic
I'm anxious all the time and i hate it
{verse}
They can't see i'm going through it 'cause my fit stands out
Yeah, i'm smoking on that pack, hell yeah, i'm smoking on that loud
Everyday is hot as hell, but you know that i love it in the south
And you're not fucking with my team
Spellbook, you don't know what that shit is about
Feel like spunch, i need water for this fucking cottonmouth
You're a punk, bitch, better watch your tone, bettеr watch your mouth
Ain't no punk, bitch, i'm handling my business, then i'm out
Feel like pеrc angle, way i fucking slammed him in the ground
Damn, ah, you're too fine, i've got to beat that up
You can't hang, little bruh, you're green as fuck
Guap collecting, i can't get enough
{chorus}
I've lost my patience and i can't fake it
I hope you know i'm feeding off the hatred
And i don't really care if i make it
'cause all i want to do is get my money up
Then maybe roll a blunt so i can face it
Got too many clothes, my fits are never basic
I'm anxious all the time and i hate it