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Smokepurpp - Pavement prod. Whiteout

Smokepurpp - Stiff Arm 2 prod. Whiteout

Chemist - First 48 prod. Whiteout

Uh
I’m a slave to the pain, and it sucks
I’m a slave to the pain, and it sucks 
Aye
Aye

What does it take to blow up
Haven’t been in the right space for a month
Might just take a flight, I can’t wait till we fuck 
In a mental rut, I just bathe in the sludge
In my grave, ima guide all my brothas to the light 
Either fame, or a life that remains in the mud
Write away my whole life until I’m forced to go in the right of way to the funds
I’m a slave to the pain and it sucks 
Leo baby, I was made in the Sun
Born to shine in a shade that’ll pay with it’s time 
But in the meanwhile ima grind and I’ll fry all these chumps 

I think it takes about 5 minutes 
I’m just asking for a deal, and some higher living
Walking up to success, but I can’t find the building 
Ain’t no limit when I’m flying high above the ceilings 
Hit El Salvador, I think I need a reset 
Couple hundred thousand, and a duffy full of respect
I can’t waste my time
I don’t need a huddle for a weak threat 
Looking at my sky and I’m hoping that I’ll be next
Is this the slump or a heat check?
Rapping like a surgeon, all these phonies taking Pre-Med
Gonna have to find me in the summit, I can’t be met
Scraping off the clay from my Cements 
Blowing all the smoke, I can’t be stressed
Shit is destiny, this shit is borderline pre-sketched
Premeditated 
Free all my team from this scene, yeah we gotta make it
Free all my team from this scene, yeah we gotta make it
Gotta make it
Yeah 
Aye 

All I need is 5 minutes for you
Cause I don’t know how long I’ll have you for 
Text you when I ever want to feel important 
Back against the wall, like I’m Capricorn 
Tying up my shoes in my room, just to pace back and forth
I’m just rapping for the payback and more 
I can’t wait by the door 
I need money by the safe on the floor 
All my clouds looking gray when I’m bored
And I’ve never been the same since the 4th
Of July 
Feel like I always need a Coach, cause I’m never in my Prime
Had to sprinkle little thyme, cause I’m seasoned with these rhymes 
5 minutes till it’s time

I think I jumped in my past life
Cause I can feel it in the vibe
I think I made it in my last life
Cause I can see it in the signs 
I was destined to be where they at
You can see it in my eyes 
I ain’t ready with this state of mind
5 minutes till it’s time

prod. insid3

Cinco Minutos (+insid3) lyrics in desc.

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