Brooklyn Freestyle by The Real 3rd Lyrics

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I been high my mind away
Fuck it I might die today
Just look to the brighter day
Don't be mad that I can't stay
Sorry don't got no time to play
Got no time to contemplate
Only time to concentrate
Only time to dominate
They gon try and compensate
Done fucked up all kind of ways
I'm so done over the phase
Like a qb reading plays
I could see right through your fake
I could see right through your hate
I could see right through your ways
All this love disguised in paint
I'm no angel
I'm no saint
I've been working
I have trained
What I'm smoking
All these strains
Ease mе down
Just ease my pain
Heavy thoughts up in my brain
Hopеfully don't go insane
I just really can't explain
What the fuck have I became
What the fuck will I become
Not no bummy fucking scum
Beat your ass don't need a gun
All you pussy niggas run
All you pussy niggas done
Slow it down
I throw a stun
I ain't really mean to stunt
But you know that I'm a stud
Yeah
No time
Yeah
Sold dimes
Yeah
More crimes
Yeah
More grind
Yeah
My time
Yeah
To shine
Yeah
Oh my
Yeah
Oh my
Oh my
Oh my
Oh my
Oh my
Oh my
Oh my
Oh my
I been high my mind away
Fuck it I might die today
Just look to the brighter day
Don't be mad that I can't stay
Sorry don't got no time to play
Got no time to contemplate
Only time to concentrate
Only time to dominate
They gon try and compensate
Done fucked up all kind of ways
I'm so done over the phase
Like a qb reading plays
I could see right through your fake
I could see right through your hate
I could see right through your ways
All this love disguised in paint