Pt 9 | Hazard Lights⚠️ lyrics

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917 Rackz


[Intro]
Ayo Double, you killed that, on foenem grave
Grah, grah grah
Sputnik
Rackz, Rackz, Rackz

[Hook]
Ain't a pill that I still haven't popped yet
Off a xan tryna fix up my nerves
Percocets, they keep saying, "Don't pop that"
But the pill be around when I'm hurt
Ain't a block that I still haven't shot at
I was mad, I was spinnin' through 3rd
In my thoughts, tryna find out where God at
Before I geek, wanna speak to Him first
Ain't a doctor I could put my hope in
When I'm hurtin', can't go to a nurse
Not a b*tch I can trust in to tote it
She gon' rat if the knock in her purse
Wanna vent, need a pad and a pencil
But I can't open up to a bird
Not a coach but the play in my mental
I go hard like I play for the Spurs

[Verse]
Know they want me to hop out this rental (Rackz)
Why you want me in jail or a shirt?
No, I'm waitin' for the sh*t that I mеant to
Not a day that I'm not tryna purge
I'm outside, I'm a rapper, thеy envy
Ain't a b*tch I could love if she friendly
When the f*ck is the police gon' get me?
I got thoughts in my head, way too many
And the gun right beside me my bestie
If I think he a snake, I turn Melly
Think she linin' me but I stay ready
I'm too lit, gotta UberEat Denny's
Out my mind, gotta talk to the pill
If I don't, I got no one to talk with
In the streets, gotta walk with my steel
If I don't, I got no one to walk with
[Hook]
Ain't a pill that I still haven't popped yet
Off a xan tryna fix up my nerves
Percocets, they keep saying, "Don't pop that"
But the pill be around when I'm hurt
Ain't a block that I still haven't shot at
I was mad, I was spinnin' through 3rd
In my thoughts, tryna find out where God at
Before I geek, wanna speak to him first
Ain't a doctor I could put my hope in
When I'm hurtin', can't go to a nurse
Not a b*tch I can trust in to tote it
She gon' rat if the knock in her purse
Wanna vent, need a pad and a pencil
But I can't open up to a bird
Not a coach but the play in my mental
I go hard like I play for the Spurs

[Verse 2]
I was down, tryna hope that I make it
In the stu, tryna make me a banger
Was in jail, I ain't ask for a dollar
When I call, I just hope you don't hang up
And a thot gon' move how a thot move
It don't matter if 5ive got his name up
And a slime gon' move how a slime move
If he slimin' me, I'll rearrange him
sh*t so crazy, I'm runnin' from D's
I was just duckin' [?] and see rangers
I know brodie be hatin' on me
But it's cool, I treat him like a stranger
Any beat, I just start goin' harder
Think I changed up my life and got smarter
Phone dead on the drill, need a charger
Why you wifin' that b*tch? She a gobbler
I'm too nice, think I need me a Oscar
With the scap, gettin' cut like a barber
Don't you ask for it back, not your father
I ain't known for the bench, I'm a starter
Go "skrrr" when I hop out this Charger
Yell "pahhh" when I flick on his partner
I can talk on my life like a Arthur
Eat a di*k, n*gga, yeah I meant author
Ray Deady not outside in Fosta
SG, light the blunt, we gon' torch him
"Ldot, can you please get the f*ck up?"
What they keep tryna say 'fore they lost him
(Ray Deady not outside in Fosta
SG, light the blunt, we gon' torch him
"Ldot, can you please get the f*ck up?"
What they keep tryna say 'fore they lost him)
[Hook]
Ain't a pill that I still haven't popped yet
Off a xan tryna fix up my nerves
Percocets, they keep saying, "Don't pop that"
But the pill be around when I'm hurt
Ain't a block that I still haven't shot at
I was mad, I was spinnin' through 3rd
In my thoughts, tryna find out where God at
Before I geek, wanna speak to him first
Ain't a doctor I could put my hope in
When I'm hurtin', can't go to a nurse
Not a b*tch I can trust in to tote it
She gon' rat if the knock in her purse
Wanna vent, need a pad and a pencil
But I can't open up to a bird
Not a coach but the play in my mental
I go hard like I play for the Spurs
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