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• Artiste: Skaa
• Titre: Curtains
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Pain, spit what I wrote and they feeling my pain Get on the road and I’m hitting my lane Stressing I got hella shit on my brain Keep it a hundred no reason to change What more can I do gotta pray for my soul It’s really no capping I say what I know And I gotta stick to this lane that I chose Get me a bag hit the stage and I go Secluded as fuck I be needing my space Five hundred thousand I need me some change Waited on this I believed and I prayed Keep it a hundred no reason to change What more can I do gotta pray for my soul It’s really no capping I say what I know And I gotta stick to this lane that I chose Get me a bag hit the stage and I go Started this shit we had nothing Was nobody calling, we just had to turn it to something Crazy we had to go all in Not planning on stalling, investing back all that I brought in Out on vacation in Holland You know what I’m puffing, we parking it’s nothing but foreigns Getting addicted to balling You know how we coming, we hear it but fuck all the talking I don’t know bout em I know how to grind Fell to the bottom a whole lotta times Killing these niggas one flow at a time Talking that shit just don’t go outta line Got hittas that really would load up a nine Give em the signal they show up on time Patient with it cos I know Imma shine Chasing this dream and I hope I’m on time Bless em the flow so divine And I gotta roll with a nine Peace what I’m hoping to find Scary there’s nowhere to hide Pain, spit what I wrote and they feeling my pain Get on the road and I’m hitting my lane Stressing I got hella shit on my brain Keep it a hundred no reason to change What more can I do gotta pray for my soul It’s really no capping I say what I know And I gotta stick to this lane that I chose Get me a bag hit the stage and I go Secluded as fuck I be needing my space Five hundred thousand I need me some change Waited on this I believed and I prayed Keep it a hundred no reason to change What more can I do gotta pray for my soul It’s really no capping I say what I know And I gotta stick to this lane that I chose Get me a bag hit the stage and I go