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Heave Ho
Cyberpunk 2077 Radio
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I'm just an angry ol' vet, I'm aiming straight for yo head
Ain't got no reason speaking to you if we ain't breaking no bread
I got demons, I got ops, tryna erase all my blessings
Dealing with PSTD, anxiety and depression
Permanently I'm damaged, back when we met, I was manic
Niggas caught me lackin', was too busy chasing the dragon
Oh - on some bullshit you can miss me
Your music ain't it chief, your latest disc as good as a frisbee
Oh - Way's wicked 'til they nail me to an iron cross
A nigga with lion paws, big dick, giant balls
Been wrestling with the thought of suicide - I'm lost
I get a lot envy from the aura I give off
I'm the type to put my balls on your side bruh
Y'all be listening to music with your eyeballs
Gold watch on my wrist, bubble on my bae
Want my money on the double, I don't come for play
Want my money on the double
Want my money on the double
Want my money on the double
I don't come for play
Want my money on the double
Want my money on the double
Want my money on the double
I don't, I don't come for play
Want my money on the double
Want my money on the double
Want my money on the double
I don't come for play
Want my money on the double
Want my money on the double
Want my money on the double
I don't, I don't come for play
Ooh, fuckin' nerds must've struck a nerve
When'll these little motherfucking thirst buckets learn?
You ain't a killa, you just a baby gorilla
Fuck around and catch a shell like armadillo - you soft as jello
Amaretto sour in my cup
To power up we doing titty bumps, shots of one fifty one rum
Nose powder make the strippers come - hoe
White grams go for sixty bucks
Look - no more hunger pain
A nigga tryna eat - like bodegas and delicatessens
Loving killing backpackers with lack of direction
No one cares 'bout your message kicking knowledge from back to the essence
No more hunger pain
A nigga tryna eat - like bodegas and delicatessens
Loving killing backpackers with lack of direction
No one cares 'bout your message kicking knowledge from back to the essence
Want my money on the double
Want my money on the double
Want my money on the double
I don't come for play
Want my money on the double
Want my money on the double
Want my money on the double
I don't, I don't come for play
Want my money on the double
Want my money on the double
Want my money on the double
I don't come for play
Want my money on the double
Want my money on the double
Want my money on the double
I don't, I don't come for play
(No more hunger pain - a nigga tryin to eat)
(No more hunger pain - a nigga tryin to eat)
(No more hunger pain - a nigga tryin to eat)
(No more hunger pain - a nigga tryin to eat)
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