lyrics:
strapped up just like the army, nigga talk crazy but he cannot harm me
feel like i’m justin, too late to say sorry
getting money just like its a hobby
turn him to casper if he try to rob me
off the perc 30, he turn to a zombie

i’m feeling high, like close to sky
i’m feeling high, nigga might leave the earth
put prices on work, cuz i know whats its worth
they do not like me, said graves you a jerk 
they dont do it like me, they dont put in no work
in my city, you know we get busy
sip on the wockhardt, now i’m feeling dizzy
i cannot lack, cuz niggas out to get me
locked in, boutta bag, i got plenty

revive potion! °˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖° *korp x ghostworldultra*

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