Trapdoor

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Nah, I ain't trying to look back
 Nah
 Nah, I ain't trying to look back
 My expectation has my mouth run dry
 I see a bitch run but I doubt she know why
 I doubt she know fire, but I could introduce
 All it takes is matches and just a little juice
 All your flow patches your brains fucked up
 Ya looked like you been baked too much
 You could bake too much, I think too much
 It's why I take it off and be the dog when we fuck
 Bitch watch me take a shower, put powder on your butt
 That lines for me, do not touch
 You could wear them heels, but just don't touch the clothes
 Another fifteen minutes put more powder up your nose
 It's all blurred out, aye bitch, I can't see ya
 It's all blurred out, aye bitch, I can't see ya
 It's all blurred out, aye bitch, I can't see ya
 Turning shit around, maybe I should leave ya
 It's all blurred out, aye bitch, I can't see ya
 It's all blurred out, aye bitch, I can't see ya
 It's all blurred out, aye bitch, I can't see ya
 Turning shit around, maybe I should leave ya
 Ok, maybe I should go
 But where's there to go
 I walk for half an hour, bitch I don't know
 I go anywhere, I'm not going home
 And the headlights in the night look bright
 I'm done, I'm bored, I'm sick of this night
 Heather get the knife, I can't feel it, no
 I can't feel shit
 And when the sun rises we be watching
 Top of the mountain, John boy smoking
 Long way from the ground sure ain't bad
 Gimme a hit of that, lemme hit the crack
 It's all blurred out, aye bitch, I can't see ya
 It's all blurred out, aye bitch, I can't see ya
 It's all blurred out, aye bitch, I can't see ya
 Turning shit around, maybe I should leave ya
 It's all blurred out, aye bitch, I can't see ya
 It's all blurred out, aye bitch, I can't see ya
 It's all blurred out, aye bitch, I can't see ya
 Turning shit around, maybe I should leave ya
 Really nice son, fuck you talking about
 I'm trying to numb the pain til my brain falls out
 I'm a city nigga, I was born in the streets
 And I grew up and I knew I could perform in the streets
 Now in the wood, still can't sleep
 Me and my dog lay and wait for weeks
 My eyes don't close, he don't bark, I don't speak
 Try to disappear so the nigga don't ease
 It's all blurred out, aye bitch, I can't see ya
 It's all blurred out, aye bitch, I can't see ya
 It's all blurred out, aye bitch, I can't see ya
 Turning shit around, maybe I should leave ya
 It's all blurred out, aye bitch, I can't see ya
 It's all blurred out, aye bitch, I can't see ya
 It's all blurred out, aye bitch, I can't see ya
 Turning shit around, maybe I should leave ya
 Aye, yeah, hey John boy
 I know you feel what I'm slaying out there
 I know you see motherfuckers and be like
 What you suicidal about? I bring it
 It's like people say we all gonna die
 But me is different, I'm not trying to be alive
 I try to get high, baby that's just my desire
 I'm pulling a sheet over my face before I die
 It's all blurred out, aye bitch from GTA, I can't see ya
 It's all blurred out, aye bitch, I can't see ya
 It's all blurred out, aye bitch, I can't see ya
 Turning shit around, maybe I should leave ya
 It's all blurred out, aye bitch, I can't see ya
 It's all blurred out, aye bitch, I can't see ya
 It's all blurred out, aye bitch, I can't see ya
 Turning shit around, maybe I should leave ya
 

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Song Details

Duration
04:32
Key
7
Tempo
72 BPM

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