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letra de ​boogiepop wicked - ego mackey

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[intro]
sick, sick, sick, so sick

[verse]
in montreal ’cause i was tryna get way from the hurt
runnin from fent ricos and my curse
knockin on my door erytime i did a verse
beat me down left for worse
destroyed my apartment over a couple percs
it comes wit they badge all in a days work
tellin’ me i sell dope, i rap, i’m the worst
jail same day in la missed my set at the concert
another night in holdin with blood on my shirt
another day down bad im really the worst
and if i can’t get high i wanna fall off earth
couldn’t see out my eye, didn’t want to be alive
blame the drugs for all the bad times
all the lies and ways, i tried to get out of being alive
all the designer dirty covered in ashes
f-ck my plug, like where’s the package?
every 20 mins i’m reloadin the trackin’
wasted all my earnings, burnin’ smells like plastic
rubber bands put a 100k in elastics
not good with love but this time can’t break it
f-ck all my past, just erase it
everyone on ig f-ck with me for some placements
hit my head gettin in the uber too high
too fly, gucci bag, saggin’ roche jeans as i ride by
final fantasy i lived like a 100 lives
baby don’t let ’em say i didn’t try
why they gone but i still can’t die
ask myself the same questions every time
alone everynight pourin’ out pint lines
who would i be if i never started selling dimes
if i didn’t do them crimes and be an addict getting high
f-ck it, i’mma love you and f-ck that life
i’m so hurt, i’m so broken
but with you i be loving and open
always ruin all my focus, thought i was good
but i succumb to the locusts
buzzin’ by fill my insides rottin hopeless
even when i’m finally not homeless

- ego mackey

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