Lyrics: BanZ
Mixing: 9mm Studio
Look, oh BZ
Its BanZ the prog
like old-phased me overdosed
And I(Uh) Life pounding
Gotta face it, or to pace it up
Fool one’s life ain’t to listen up
I mean guest them hater system and prescribe them for some Saizen
Ain’t it better brain often to blame, sample just just for the trained
That *** just fake it
I bring louder on, may dumb ass victims come around
Fakers’ den owl hates
Can never tell while trail run state, their bile’s like (oh wow)
Not obey them (oh wow)
(Yeah) I would mix this tape 5 songs
Fakers’ verse won’t take thud long
Living tripod in the hear
not just for the work
ain’t at the first
I won’t do a job like day and night
Like working plan ain’t big is nice
like Bazinga, laying that
A boom desire soon coned with a diamond
Another quickster, oppose to push that
I’m balling for it wish it (wooo) ever start
Imma in this quirk, not like finish work
Its about way (emmm)
This is L in devil O in demon V comes with A P O, I tasting
(Oh) E would last for long, nighty-mary pounds
Is that a P.O.F, Ain’t much pain memo
My darling, psycho-minded dialing
(yeah) scene tagged I feel it meeting rush
You sniff around and busty I dive in (Oh) when I bussin (Oh NO)
Twerk, my only night
temper heating *** feeling right
I dying loving the silence left
clamping tight and magic sign
say bad *** gon’ die alone
say dog strives to back home
All right by my side at noon
Us ruins Us ruins Us ruins
Like telling tales we falling doom
That one would die alone
That one would go back home
Home home
I hate pain I hate game
I do the prone I go insane
I set the tripod all my own
And lit the tripod all up in flames
Let it be alone I don’t give a ***
I won’t leave *** emotion but *** *** luck
Its BanZ on the track with 5 mix up
This is the intro you can hear it up
No purse, No hurts
I gon’ tell this story by verse
Like man take loose at first
While man take choose on birth
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