$ame Colour Blood by Rad Abe Lyrics
[Produced By SLIIPOW]
[Song]
Freezed freezed standing freezed on my own fucking show
Took my pills too much, Stay panic, I do it solo
Late game it’s a late game, I’ve gotta make it low, I’ve gotta make it low Xanax for the panic feel it like it shit make it low bro, make it low bro
Sharp blade on that throat, don’t miss their final show
Seed of Greed for every newborn baby keep it low
I’ll be there jump into flame and make the hell just fucking snow
Keep it unreal bitch, all you did was feed the devil and let ‘em grow
I don’t do this lyrics at the higher ground, I don’t do fucking trick
I’m just sick that all you bitches just talk about a fucking dick
I’m not hypocrite, I do need money too
And blame all yo for all the cracky bricks and all the pink you called it aesthetic
But now we choked on the deep throat and watch it sold
Is it red blood even you born and have a fate as a slave? hold
Is that my shirt you’ve been holding for 2 hours while you bleeding cold?
It’s a same color blood from the story of the untold
You’ve been here before you can talk about equality?
Blood diamonds in your left hand always be my anxiety
Stay in your lanes don’t act like a reaper in our society
But now I’m going home cause my daddy just calling me
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[Song]
Freezed freezed standing freezed on my own fucking show
Took my pills too much, Stay panic, I do it solo
Late game it’s a late game, I’ve gotta make it low, I’ve gotta make it low Xanax for the panic feel it like it shit make it low bro, make it low bro
Sharp blade on that throat, don’t miss their final show
Seed of Greed for every newborn baby keep it low
I’ll be there jump into flame and make the hell just fucking snow
Keep it unreal bitch, all you did was feed the devil and let ‘em grow
I don’t do this lyrics at the higher ground, I don’t do fucking trick
I’m just sick that all you bitches just talk about a fucking dick
I’m not hypocrite, I do need money too
And blame all yo for all the cracky bricks and all the pink you called it aesthetic
But now we choked on the deep throat and watch it sold
Is it red blood even you born and have a fate as a slave? hold
Is that my shirt you’ve been holding for 2 hours while you bleeding cold?
It’s a same color blood from the story of the untold
You’ve been here before you can talk about equality?
Blood diamonds in your left hand always be my anxiety
Stay in your lanes don’t act like a reaper in our society
But now I’m going home cause my daddy just calling me
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