You'll Float Too

Lil Revive

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    Yeah, yeah

    I said don't talk shit
    Fifty on my head, that's kinda cheap, that's barely opp shit
    But I load the clip because you left me with no option
    Funny how you're runnin' out the backdoor when I walk in
    I don't gotta chase you 'cause that red dot got you locked in

    Yeah, that's a remedy
    When you're surrounded by so many enemies
    So many clones, they've been plotting the end of me
    Bitin' my vision, they hate on me openly

    I'm sick of this shit, man, I'm the og michael myers, freddy kruger
    Haunt your dreams, make you retire
    Set your whole damn world on fire

    I'm an artist, all y'all copycats, yeah, that's sad they facts
    Makin' moves that go beyond this rap, you're stuck in the past
    I've been in my motherfuckin' bag while you're droppin' trash
    So far up my ass, man, I should probably charge you fuckers rent

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    Acting crazy, load the clip then I shut 'em up, they'll be dead to me
    Yeah, I stick around, there's no escaping, they won't step me
    Swear I just surround myself with ones who really bled for me
    Built a fuckin' empire off shit I started at seventeen

    Don't talk shit
    Fifty on my head, that's kinda cheap, that's barely opp shit
    But I load the clip because you left me with no option
    Funny how you're runnin' out the backdoor when I walk in
    I don't gotta chase you 'cause I rigged, I got you locked in

    Yeah, that's a remedy
    When you're surrounded by so many enemies
    So many clones, they've been plotting the end of me
    Bitin' my vision, they hate on me openly

    I'm sick of this shit, man, I'm the OG Michael Myers, Freddy Kruger
    Haunt your dreams, make you retire
    Set your whole damn world on fire

    It's spooky season and you know I'm bringing treats
    You ain't heard me sound like this before, I leave 'em all deceased
    So don't push me, all you writing tweets would slap around my meat
    I don't make music for virgins anymore, so now they leave

    Except they don't, they still on my dick
    They always pry to poke to get a reaction
    Say they're not a fan, but won't leave me alone

    Are you a fan? Are you a critic? Honestly, there is no difference
    'Cause the more y'all talk about me, that's just more that I can spend

    I've been busy stacking m's, livin' the life you'll never live
    So go focus on yourself instead of me, maybe you'll win
    And all the rappin' shit aside, at least the time we had was fun
    If I'm not hittin' for you now, I hope you find someone that does

    Ah

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    Composición: Lil Revive

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