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What? A nigga can't rap about his feelings no more? Free Skeem Shawty nigga.
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Throwaway track from Destitute & Sacrificial (Bet y'all forgot about that shit huh?) I made on Christmas Eve. I hope this song makes you feel something.
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Lyrics:
Heartaches in a stolen Acura
We was takin' niggas shit, we was actin' up
Blowin' on dope wit' bro, you know
We was settin' schemes, just to get this dough
Last time I seen you, holding cell up in Jersey
Let a nigga leave early, had no phone, lost my glasses
Thoughts slow as molasses, shit was feeling like Hell
Got back at like 12, I bought me a 'pote
I slept on the curb, right up outside the sto'
Was they finna book you? Shit, I didn't even know
And man, fuck that ho', that called 12 on her phone
Niggas was just cooling, trying to pick up some hoes
And errbody know, since fourteen, been my bro
First day that we linked, we popped a xan 'n smoked dro'
Remember when I was trippin' and niggas fell on the floor?
Slap-boxing in the street, gone as fuck off the dope
Xanax kicking, mental steady slipping, got it back in tact
Hit a lick, counting cash, posted in the back
Now let's skip, kicked up out the crib, dirty then a bitch
Is what it is, niggas still got the vis', ever since we was kids
Dirty broke, climbing up the ladder, I can't fuck wit' adders
Lost the passion, had to get a grip
Sometimes niggas slip but life is great, never fuckin' trip
Gave my dawg a plate, free my brother
Bitch, you know it's Skeem, I won't forget his name
Fuck the state and if they forgot the hook, just let me reinstate
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