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Let Me Chill
Pick the
ball up, I
ain't even drop the
shit My mind's in a
race, tabs make the
clock tick A
bit quicker, I
spit sicker than sick spitters All lined with ARIAs and I
ain't get my shit, listen What a
fucking joke, industry a
puff of smoke I
get the
last laugh 'cause I'm still making fucking dough But on another note, I'm dealing with my mood swings Popping shit just to function and to do shit My brain plays games, am I
in the
right place? Like I
ain't even wanna rap but it's my life mate Tryna' stand forward but it's like I'm stepping backwards Labels only talking 'cause the
fact that I
can rap good I'm in a
black hoodie, smashed, I
can barely talk They told me "look at yourself, you can barely walk" If I'm falling apart, at least I
noticed this shit And if I
fall will you laugh and push me over to the
Program damn, just to get me off the
Xan man I
don't think it's working, should I
end it with a
bam? Damn Crazy thoughts that I'm living amongst They won't leave my fucking brain 'cause there's a
blizzard of dust Ridiculous stuff, I
see the
bitch in you cunt Just jealous 'cause I
made it and I'm living it up I
don't know what to do, should I
be zipping it up? Not my mouth or body bag on you conspicuous cunts Just let me chill Fuck Just let a
cunt chill I
need some space brah Look Keep my name out your mouth, 'cause I'm cruising in my own lane Leave the
scene behind, sorry but I
gotta go mate It's that simple, crash and smash into Nodding at the
wheel, shoulder impact through the
window That's leaving the
scene with a
bang yeah See that phone still mine, yeah the
same chair I
don't take care, I
think I
care-take Probably 'cause there's too much on my damn plate Ten for ten, that's the
aim with the
Nebs One Will keep the
promise 'cause I
can't see a
next up That could do what I
do in the
booth That could move, that could soothe, what I
do for the
youth I
work harder with rap, than any rapper in Aus It ain't a
diss, that's a
fact and I
swear it to God Stop comparing me, I'm on my own level bitch And it's scary 'cause I
kinda hear the
Devil twitch No thinkin, what am I
drinkin'? What am I
mixin'? What you might listen? Scot, your right, we think... Stop, I
might be the
option I
see, then what, is he dreamin'? Stop, I'm not bleeding, lost enough demons Plot a
rough secret, see your team decrease Me, I
been seeing shit, leave me in pieces Two-two-five to the
death, I've been reaching up But it's never like I'm ditchin rap Still with the
crew I'd be with if I
didn't rap That's some brotherhood shit, we the
best team Your girl plays this at night, it's a
wet dream Now let's see and emcee like me I
create the
air and I
can split the
sea That confidence shit, no arrogance bitch Unless you tryna' take shots, we retaliate quick But I'm here for a
good time, not for some suppy shit Unless you see me in the
club and I
fucking flip Had enough of it, shit I
had to air it out If I
left, would you care? You have to swear on that Kerser
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