Too Sick
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Too Sick
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They say that I'm too sick, yeah
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They say that I'm too sick, yeah
They say that I'm too sick
I be going crazy, got them thinking that I'm stupid
Know I got 'em mad, but I'm not worried, I got two glicks
Stompin' on they necks, I think it's probably 'cause my shoes Rick
I could be so foolish, yeah, yeah
Oh my God, couldn't help a broken heart
You think I'm a superstar, fell into my fucking arms
Tattoo over all my scars, wouldn't think I'd make it far
Always gotta play my cards, but I never play it smart, oh (Let's go)
Look in my eyes and you see that they're so emotionless
I lost my friend and now I see what my emotion is
My diamonds wet, it's like they came from where the ocean is
I'm in the car where there's a trunk up where the motor is
I got a. 40 and I tell my bitch to load the clip
She's sitting next to me, that's right where my extendo is
You'll look inside my chest and you gon' see what broken is
I never pray, but know I should, I got a lot of sins
They say that I'm too sick
I be going crazy, got them thinking that I'm stupid
Know I got 'em mad, but I'm not worried, I got two glicks
Stompin' on they necks, I think it's probably 'cause my shoes Rick
I could be so foolish, hey-yeah
Oh my God, couldn't help a broken heart
You think I'm a superstar, fell into my fucking arms
Tattoo over all my scars, wouldn't think I'd make it far
Always gotta play my cards, but I never play it smart
Grab me by my shirt and bring me closer
I'ma try my best, I gotta show her
Swervin' in that coupe, don't need a chauffeur
Say your heart is cold, but mine is colder
When I met you I was blacked out
I remember you because you made me wanna act out
They be on my phone, I think it's 'cause I got a bag now
Shooter in the back, I swear my boy finna spaz out
Know we boutta crash out
They say that I'm too sick
I be going crazy, got them thinking that I'm stupid
Know I got 'em mad, but I'm not worried, I got two glicks
Stompin' on they necks, I think it's probably 'cause my shoes Rick
I can be so foolish, hey-yeah
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