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• Artiste: MIKE
• Titre: plans
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Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, uh Uh, uh-uh-uh, uh Alright, cool, uh I'm a lover with regret, I never picked the hate Askin' God to still protect you from my shitty ways The city mud is why we wrestlers from when we wait I try to [?] and try to flex, I try to pick my brains The shit we covered just suspect is such a bigger stain The shit we runnin' for the bread, I never snitch or say Guess we brothers 'til we dead or you lit a chain Gettin' fucked up to forget, but it don't hit the same My left foot rupture in my chest and plus a bitter taste We plead cluttered and distressed, then we given praise Didn't beat buzzers, it's a stress, we was winnin' games Couldn't leave 'cause I wouldn't text, I was disengaged Shook of me 'cause I ain't shook of death, I felt a different angst Took a leap, but I ain't look ahead, the stuff I entertained Should've grieved 'cause I ain't look the best when I was [?] Different breed, couldn't feel the flesh when you been given pain Uh Shook of me 'cause I ain't shook of death, I felt a different angst Took a leap, but I ain't look ahead