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Tracy Byrnes
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Lyrics

Runnin round the city with my motherfucking backpack
Get the fuck up out of here ain’t fallin for yo rat trap
Fuckin with the drugs i take a shroom and then it slap back
Fillin up my lungs i can’t see none i’m gettin flashbacks
I ain’t got no time i smoke a blunt then i see thru it
I don’t snort no line but i get higher than the moon bitch
Clouded than the motherfuckin sky i’m rly up here
Vision gettin blurry i’m jus happy that i stayed clear
I been thru so much i cant even comprehend it
I’m gettin more love than i ever have expended
U think i’m jus wasting ur time but i ain’t for all of that
U know u been stuck in my mind so why did i fall for that
Gimme like a minute i jus wanna go to sleep
And maybe we could figure that shit out inside my dream
U know ive been a mess for like a million fucking weeks
And i ain’t comin back i’m goin straight to my own peace
I don’t wanna go back
Invested in my life and i jus rly want it back
It’s too late now i’m up like how i got another stack
I’m tryna fucking work it out and i can’t live like that
And maybe we could go up now
I cant even function and i’m smokin on that loud
I’m goin to my spot i’m gettin my shit out
Yea i’m goin to my spot i’m gettin my shit out
Runnin round the city with my motherfucking backpack
Get the fuck up out of here ain’t fallin for yo rat trap
Fuckin with the drugs i take a shroom and then it slap back
Fillin up my lungs i can’t see none i’m gettin flashbacks
I ain’t got no time i smoke a blunt then i see thru it
I don’t snort no line but i get higher than the moon bitch
Clouded than the motherfuckin sky i’m rly up here
Vision gettin blurry i’m jus happy that i stayed clear
ion got nun on my brain
yea u jus want the money and all the fame
i cant hang around anymore w da lames
i’m so fuckin tired u cannot be late
Pop 1 pop 2 i cant see u and i’m on yo fuckin rear view
I’m up and you wanna piece of everything u got no virtue
get me out my goddamn head
I’m jus trippin i jus need to go to bed
Runnin on the ground u cannot catch
I jus wanna live my life and get some rest
Honestly i can’t even fuckin deal wit nun of this other bullshit like
I- i- i- jus gotta fuckin focus on what i’m doin and jus like
Not rly give a fuck about what anyone else is doing cuz it’s like
More power to myself yk
Runnin round the city with my motherfucking backpack
Get the fuck up out of here ain’t fallin for yo rat trap
Fuckin with the drugs i take a shroom and then it slap back
Fillin up my lungs i can’t see none i’m gettin flashbacks
I ain’t got no time i smoke a blunt then i see thru it
I don’t snort no line but i get higher than the moon bitch
Clouded than the motherfuckin sky i’m rly up here
Vision gettin blurry i’m jus happy that i stayed clear
Written by: Tracy Byrnes, checkerboi23
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