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Eugh, 'Ringe

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah

Go on, dust the dirt out my asshole (Out my 'hole)

Everybody full of shit, letting you know (Let 'em know)

Run around my head, like, where to go? (Where to go?)

Drive myself insane, all the way into the floor, whoa

Bitch, I’m different, sike, tryna strike my social life (Whoa)

I don’t fucking like (Whoa) anything y’all fucking like (Not at all)

I’m an Anti-Christ, can’t afford the afterlife (Whoa)

Only past me 'Ringe, I ain’t with that loud

Tryna' be cool like a fan, huh?

Why I’m fooling, I’m losing my patience

And making my obstinance and you cannot give me none

I come from a grimy place, where you from?

Niggas think this a race, they ain’t going nowhere

'Cause they running through the quicksand

The more that you struggle, the faster you sink, so

Struggle more if you can, Ain’t worried bout shit

Especially, not this, start a fire when you worried bout'

A damn outfit, Nigga I started a business of giving you all the business

Hungover and the headaches calling

But I’m still a working nigga, ain’t stoppin'

Fuck it up, believe it and trust that we comin' up, steppin' on your luck

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