Too late now for the older ones
Hahahaha, yeah
Weh the bloodclat do you? Siddung
This is not enough
The forests are gone now
Uuuh, I'll take your head motherfucker
Go
Go, go, go, go, go, fucking run from me (From me)
Go, go, go, go, go, fucking run from me (Eugh)
Go, go, go, go, go, fucking run from, me
You're all dead
They want a tale of false hope
Jumping back to getting again & go pro
Man, I still remember the times I laid low
I just had to cover my face & go slow
Guess, it's just the price of fame & they know
Drop my faith to places unknown
Steady how I'm planning this all for bank roll
Bitch, I'm everlasting the place they can't go, bitch
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