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Twist My Brain

Royal Canoe
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I'm off the hinges Whippin' no engine I took that last shot My night has ended She took that photograph, I told her to send it I scored the phone number, official friend shit I bought that two-six loose grip on a booze trip I dropped the bottle a'int that some bullshit? Fired up a classic but I ain't stressing out though Bank account is crucial when drinking the right amount yo A sixteen of cider or double of hen rock Could really use another one as I'm crushing my tenth shot Then she approached me on the low key with a forty Eyes wider off the wiser to prepare me for the morning E.GG's been drinking too much E.GG's been thinking too much On some real shit I think I shouldn't link up too much But my peoples is my fam and my fam is my people's Understand that, people's is my fam that's my people's This day's in the drain, twistin' my brain Hoping this crash don't split me I'll probably get by with chalk on my tires The faster the heavy hits me I'm probably gonna twist my brain Stevie started with the Sour Face The stronger strain got me sitting in a solid state Saved all the memories from when I was in my happy place I twist my brain just to make me feel a lil' okay And I just have to say expectations are kinda lame So I'll spend another day on what looks like it wastes my mind away And you can't really say unless you up inside the game and play I call my partners, get on the roll, get in the zone and space I guess what I'm just tryna say You put the boys inside a boat and we gon' float away All while I'm crying steady stressing from growing pains Also adapting, flipping scripts like every other day Like excuse me what did you say? I couldn't hear you with sound of greatness in the way My mommy taught me how to act properly and clean the plate But not how to get up when I wake up in a pool of shame I guess it's just one of those days I guess that you could say This day's in the drain, twistin' my brain Hoping this crash don't split me I'll probably get by with chalk on my tires The faster the heavy hits me I'm probably gonna twist my brain Mom and pops hailed they way up from the from hot islands Rice and peas, canned bully beef kept me surviving Daddy gone them said he gone a foreign He left the kids, the dog, everybody crying, stop lying Bucked up and kept it running like I'm Usain Bolt I kept the bass pumping Ensure they gotta chase something Still eating hard dough bread, real bun and cheese Smoking herb and on my word no sticks, no seeds 3PEAT guaranteed to give you what you need From the finest breed, making all your girls suck seed On from one person many, word to my creed Yardie born boy, shout out to cousin Steve I got the Dragon Stout stamina, the girls see me in the sheets All this rum and too much fun my days complete Everything was good til my board went in the street God body rude boy never see defeat This day's in the drain, twistin' my brain Hoping this crash don't split me I'll probably get by with chalk on my tires The faster the heavy hits me I'm probably gonna twist my brain