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Young Thug - Closing Arguments (Leaked) Gunna and Woody Diss

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Yeah, I'm not even trying to start it
I don't pick up the phone 'cause you tryna start shit up
All them nights on my own, I got so fucked up
Why would you leave me alone, yeah it's fuck your love
Wanna say your name in a song, nah I'm so fucked up (mhm)
Same order but the price going up
If I had it how I wanted I would never grow up

They can tell I'm on it, fit 2 thousand, throw it
Think about the MD days, my nose was going 
Sum' made me change my ways and I show it
Hate when I get paid 'cause I blow it (blow it, blow it)
Think I don't feel pain, 'cause I don't show it (show it)
This that real pain, I'm gone keep going (going, going, going)
You'll never catch me walking (catch me walking)
Swear I know what you love, swear you still on it (swear you still on it)
I pray my plug don't fuck me up, yeah I keep shopping
Q so loud that you could smell what I got, on me I'm nodding
Tags slowed down so they think they knocked me off, I keep on popping
Uh I'm reigning in blood, like Slayer I'm rocking
Shit not easy you gotta crawl through the mud to get to something
And while I geek up, you on nothing
Me and her both so fucked up, I'm not cumming
My whole squad show so much love and I love it
Uncomfortable don't touch me nah, I get running
Yeah, put 400 up then watch me dump it

Yeah, I'm not even trying to, I'm not even trying to (trying to, trying to)
Pick up, pick up the phone
All them nights on my own, I got so fucked up
Why would you, so fucked up


Yeah, I'm not even trying to start it
I don't pick up the phone 'cause you tryna start shit up
All them nights on my own, I got so fucked up
Why would you leave me alone, yeah it's fuck your love
Wanna say your name in a song, nah I'm so fucked up (mhm)
Same order but the price going up
If I had it how I wanted I would never grow up

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I could never go like that, no, no
Fashion habits, I'm embarrassed yeah of all my price tags
Running shit feel like my house the fucking Reichstag

Five hundred on a shirt, it's brand new, not copping second hand
It's on fire, fire, pick Balenci' over tans
Wanna change your outlook hoe, give me a brand new lens
And I'm not a fire fighter, heard it's burning then I ran

Oh you- Oh you think we friends but you cannot shake my hand
Yeah, they said six the best I'm a let you in to flex, yeah
Wish I made more I frown when I see all my cheques 
And it's sum real with this hoe yeah it's more than sex
And it's all real, it's a nice change up yeah they said I'm the best
New car front wheel, yeah, yeah, you see what's flipping next
And i'm six now, yeah, yeah, I got it on my chest
Damn, shouting from the crowd, gotta give it a rest
Music too loud, yeah, gotta catch my breath
I said fuck trial, I'm not ever under arrest
Why you so pressed, why you so stressed
Oh you think you next, yeah, Balenci on my neck

Five hundred on a shirt, it's brand new, not copping second hand
It's on fire, fire, pick Balenci' over tans
Wanna change your outlook hoe, give me a brand new lens
And I'm not a fire fighter, heard it's burning then I ran

What type man would I be if you knew all my plans
Yeah I still put in work even though I fucked my hands up
You worried 'bout what I'm doing I told that boy go get your bands up

On my Chest

@1notqb @sixfournine

Lyrics:

Hoes calling on my phone boy
I ain't never had like no choice
She don't fuck with you, cause you a broke boy
I think I'm gon die, cause I'm paranoid
I think ima die like oh lord
I just told the bitch that we done for
This the type of shit you can't ignore
Do you have someone you would die for?

I been tryna feel like myself though
I cant even go and feel myself no
I feel like I'm gonna go to hell though
She been tryna come back, I'm like hell no
It feel like the whole world dying
I can never have her see me crying
I'm the one to tell you that I'm trying
I can't fall in love cause she lying

Hoes calling on my phone boy
I ain't never had like no choice
She don't fuck with you, cause you a broke boy
I think I'm gon die, cause I'm paranoid
I think ima die like oh lord
I just told the bitch that we done for
This the type of shit you can't ignore
Do you have someone you would die for?

This the type of shit you gotta die for
I was fading out found out what I'm alive for
I blacked out, I still survived on it
I'm not coming down, I just gotta ride on it
You get burnt, yeah, talking 'bout fire on it
Made her put it down but I was riding on it
FWD pull out, I'm slip and sliding on it
Said you with me you picking sides on them
Yeah, yeah, Wonder, like Steve, I lost sight of them
Yeah, yeah, Did it with ease, got no problem
Yeah, I just took two of these pills, I'm rocking
Please don't run up on me, legs I'm chopping
Do wrong by me another number I'm blocking
Feel like I'm climbing a tree, gotta reach top 10
Drugs ain't cheap, my plug got options
Phone ringing, it's the plug I got options

Paranoid (ft. sixfournine)

qb (@1notqb)

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