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The Way I Write This Shit lyrics

Performer 64bithustla

The Way I Write This Shit song lyrics by 64bithustla official

The Way I Write This Shit is a song in English

I been really stressed, you could call it blessed
And I'm sure that you could guess, what has got me depressed
Sick of living in my head, bitches in my bed
Watch me come up on the interweb, been tryna get this bread
I been really stressed, you could call it blessed
And I'm sure that you could guess, what has got me depressed
Sick of living in my head, bitches in my bed
Watch me come up on the interweb, been tryna get this bread
Now I got you upset, is it something that I said
It's hard to stay focused when I'm always misled
So I hadda change the people I surround myself with
It's just me myself and I, we can't talk about shit
Used to rent the same DVD until that bitch skipped
It's been running through my veins they ain't know about this
My Virgo said she gotta go, irresponsible
All the stress I've brought upon myself tryna fuck witchu
And what the fuck you do? Haha yeah Fuck you too
Vent to who like my rents past due
I been really feeling blue, but I gotta keep it true
How the fuck you stay woe, how the fuck you stay you
Yeah we was probably cool
But I'm not the same dude
Try to play me like a fool
I put the pudding in the proof
Hot sauce in my soup
This ain't hot enough for who
Your loss, my bad
Face the the facts play it smooth
Ima stand up guy
Til' you play with my time
2:22 live forever never die
Really on my grind, tryna find something bigger
You could probably fit inside the picture if I let it ya
Damn girl you really got me tripping I just met ya
I a put that pussy on a stretcher, then text ya
And she the one always tryna tell me that I'm next up
Sick with no check up, check up on the record
Yo' head can get severed, over family members
Baby, I'm a genius, Woady the professor
Threaded barrel for suppressors
The real gon relate tell the fake better catch up
Hit him in his shit now his chest look like catch up
Better come correct bitch I been a big steppa
You should get yo weight and yo muh' fucking rep up
Cvv collector, I'll swipe it if I wanna
Who was always there for me huh? Marijuana
Who was always there for me huh? Marijuana
Fiji in my bong don't spill it again
I really miss my friend
I'm tryna come up for y'all
I'm tryna come up for them
I'm tryna come up for her, I'm tryna come up for him
Until the sun up I ain't done, I'm going dumb with the wrist
The way I write this shit, the way I write this shit
I'm tryna take away your pain like Vicodin
Psilocybin gliding on my psychic shit
I know you like this shit, the way I write this shit
Psilocybin gliding on my psychic shit
I know you like this shit, the way I write this shit
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No unauthorized reproduction of lyric.
Writers: Connor Whithead, Garrett Whitlow
Copyright: O/B/O DistroKid

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