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letra de pot hole - fuzz face

i’d take transportation over levitate
high elevation
knew i’d pick this hand
this sh-t predestination
destiny ain’t nothing
i’m manifesting blessings for family
if you stuck in lower class
put your hands up high
let’s put our reefer up
keep on grindin’ til we die
double up our buck
double f-ck to the top guy
double up our chain over a cup
the room buzz cuz this sh-t is too fly
ugh

tripping through flames
like jack just jumped the candle stick
trippy my sh-t
i rip thеm the bits
where thе husk
just like i’m pickle rick
here’s my two cents
no you gonna get a nickel d-ck
shut the front door
we out the back in this b-tch

swish

sh-ts i’m in a pothole
not a k-hole
that sh-t’s a pot hole
the hole in my pocket for money
now where my pot go
now pot burned
it’s just holes
call it a pot hole
keep hoping that this sh-t
will get me out this spot though
a popped tire
hood smokin
too bad we tokin’
high as f-ck
smoke ain’t gon fix it
my sh-t is broken
call the mechanic
i need my fix
we leave the rest unspoken
until we dap it up
and then i’m back to chokin’
ain’t fumble the bag
that’s just how you know we smokin’
ain’t green in his bag
you know he really broken
and i’m playing games with my brain
insert another token
it’s just ok
i keep on hoping
keep on sippin
1up through the forrest now we trippin’
run up on bro in the kitchen
and get to flipping

this sh-t isn’t possibility
this is how it’s meant to be
universally controlling my own destiny
manifesting things
but my destination
see’s the hesitation
as i stare into the void
let the smoke roll out the engine
is the way i can avoid
all my problems
think i’d never gonna solve em
i dissolve em
leaked mad music off my drive
but now i caught em
now it’s time to resolve them

pop shot and drop them
knock and dislodge em
slice em up and carve em
chop em up and starve em
ain’t think i could harm em
but now i’m gon’ disarm em

don’t unlock the door
cuz they quick to double cross ya
blood dripping on the floor
that’s where they toss ya
pretty penny when your life is what they gon cost ya
he all k!lla till he realize that sh-t his potna
top gun and real runtz
to small fry and bad bluntz

as the sun goes down on atlanta
another day
has come to a close
and the night life begins

- fuzz face

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