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letra de misery in waking hours - $uicideboy$

[intro]

okay, okay, okay

[refrain: k!lla b]

[chorus: $crim]
yeah, got me f-cked up (okay, okay, okay)
yeah, got me f-cked up (yeah, yeah)
ayy, got me f-cked up (okay, okay)
yeah, ayy, yeah
[verse 1: $crim]
money what i’m ’bout (wetto)
too much cash to count (brr)
keep that b-tch outside, ain’t no hoes up in my house (hahaha)
smokin’ out the ounce, uh
i’m watchin’ recession (yeah)
my b-tch want affection, but i’m busy cleanin’ weapons (brr)
pick up white trash, rolls presidential
i can’t trust no mans, so me drivin’ is essential (skrrt)
sippin’ on some potion (yeah)
i got no emotions (nah)

since i was a youngin’ i been moving like a mac (okay)
f-cking up a sac
daddy smokin’ crack (let’s get it)
by sixteen, i was pimpin’, f-ckin’ b-tches back to back (let’s get it)
ben was with me in the trap, told me, “rap and don’t look back” (let’s get it, let’s get it, let’s get it, get it, get it)

hope he lookin’ down with me counting every rack (every rack)
this sh-t deeper than rap, mane this sh-t deeper than labels (let’s get it)
kids eatin’ dinner with no father at the table (let’s get it)
gotta keep it stable (let’s get it)
gotta keep it pushin’ (let’s get it)
them hoes, they got me f-cked up, think i’m worried ’bout p-ssy
right here where i should be (north)
eastern b-l-o-c (grey)
grey 59 stayed f-u-c-k-e-d to the u-p
[refrain: k!lla b]

[chorus: ruby da cherry]
yeah, got me f-cked up (got me f-cked up)
yeah, got me f-cked up (ayy)
yeah, got me f-cked up
got me f-cked up (f-cked up)
b-tch, you got me f-cked up

[verse 2: ruby da cherry]
six feet under ground, yeah, but i can go deeper
always got my heater, raise the temp like i’m fighting off a fever
sleep with one eye open, always winking at the reaper
used to get so high, they found me aimlessly floatin’ up in the ether

movin’ shadows when the night fall (yeah)

play it smooth like a baby, make his b-tch think that i might crawl
amg mercedes got the bark like it’ll bite y’all
shinin’ so hard, i’m turnin’ tunnels into bright halls (sh-t)
blacklisted, spray my name in red up on the white wall

how these suckers think they on my level is beyond me

[chorus: ruby da cherry & $crim, ruby da cherry]
yeah, got me f-cked up (got me f-cked up)
yeah, got me f-cked up (ayy)
yeah, got me f-cked up
got me f-cked up
b-tch, you got me f-cked up

- uicideboy

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