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Notmorgn

I'll be 20 next year, but I dress like I'm old
Sitting down, 12 hours, I could swear I'm growing mold
Kraft macaroni, cooking up on the stove
I got nowhere else to be, but I'll say I gotta go (Gotta go)
Every time she tells me I should stay some more (Stay some more)
I'on see no drugs so fuck it gotta go (Gotta go)
Gotta go, gotta go, I gotta go
Not a single hour lately, I don't wanna roll
Not a single meal, I wouldn't finish with a smoke
Never touch a bogie, and I put that on my soul
But I light so many woods, it's like a bought a pack of smokes
(Like I bought a pack of Belmonts, yeah)
Like I bought a pack of Newports
Living life like it's a crash course
Living life like there's a second try
I know you will but I don't think I'll die
So I'm giving everything a try
Where'd you get it and how much it cost?
How much of it cause an overdose?
I don't wanna die, but I'll get close (Bitch, I'll get close)
How much of it gonna numb my soul?
Intense emotion make me curl my toes
Fuck love, I feel it getting old
(Fuck love, I feel it getting old)

Guccihighwaters
I'll be 20 next year, but I feel like I'm dead
I look like I'm 12, and my hair is a mess
Flip the stack just like a tech deck
I ain't smoking gas, but if I did it would be septic
I'm fuckin balling, they tryna intercept it
They just get crossed up like an intersection
Y'all my sons, like I broke the contraceptive
She lacking vitamin D, so she swallowed my erection
Must be my aesthetic
Shawty gimme neck
But it feel like anesthetic
I can't feel my chest shit
My heart beating fast
Think it's cardiac arrest bitch
Woah, big words, I think I need a dictionary
Words inducing images, but this ain't Pictionary
Write in the morning, record in the evening
Day in the life, but I breathe for no reason
By the way girl, I gotta go
I just get inspired from the feeling of your throat
Plus it's cold out I think I see some snow
Hopefully, it sticks so I can stay inside alone
But

How much of it gonna numb my soul?
Intense emotion make me curl my toes

Fatto

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