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BLISSFUL SUFFERING$ Lyrics - Artist : $NOT
Yuh, ayy
How do I feel? Can it be real? Yuh, ayy How do I feel? Can it be real? Lookin' for love in a different world (World) I feel all of the pain Only around with a couple of strikes (Strikes) Wastin' my time, just come and fight Put the blunt down and let me take flight (Yuh) Touchin' the stars, fly to the moon Everything built with a satellite (Haha) Feelin' this hope in my chest (Chest) Bullets came through like a meteorite (Huh?) I swear, some of these niggas can't understand me (Nah) Some of these bitches will feel All of my agony (Agony), this is my dynasty Kill 'em so magically and all of their families (Huh?) I'm up with the knifes, posted with sticks Call me your majesty (Majesty) I just want the best of me The best of me to get the better you (Huh?) And I won't even lie to you (Whoa) All of my friends turned to enemies (Enemies) Kill niggas so flexibly (Yuh) Me and your bitch, we have chemistry (Chemistry) Chemically bring all the jealousy (Hahaha) Bro, what is your problem? (What is your problem?) Do I have to solve 'em? (Huh?) I'm creepin' and causin' some tragedy (Yuh) Is that your bitch all on my gallery? Is her name Mallory? (Huh?) Mallory? The white bitch of anarchy (Yuh) Is it the bitch from yesterday? (Yesterday) Killin' everyone so casually (Casually) Can you imagine this; black girl with a emo bliss? (Yuh) Can you imagine this; everything fallin' apart in front of your eyes In front of the people that believe in me (Believe in me) I don't know how to believe in I (Whoa) This is my life and right now I'm tryna get right Do everything with all of my might (Yuh) Walkin' around mindin' my business Countin' my digits, fuckin' these bitches (Ayy) Fuckin' these bitches, countin' my digits (Ayy) No matter how I do it Repeat, me and my niggas, we in a feast (Feast) And I won't eat until all of my niggas eat How do I feel? Can it be real? Lookin' for love in a different world (World) I feel all of the pain Only around with a couple of strikes (Strikes) Wastin' my time, just come and fight Put the blunt down and let me take flight (Yuh) Touchin' the stars, fly to the moon Everything built with a satellite (Haha) Feelin' this hope in my chest (Chest) Bullets came through like a meteorite (Huh?) I swear, some of these niggas can't understand me (Nah) Some of these bitches will feel All of my agony (Huh?), this is my dynasty Kill 'em so magically and all of their families I'm up with the knifes, posted with sticks Call me your majesty Um, I wanted to ask a question, um This [?] is packed at, in Miami, right So when I usually go through, right (Uh-huh) Can you pull up on me so I can use the house with you (Sure) Alright, thank you (Yuh) 'Preciate you [?] just a bunch 'Preciate you |
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