RIDDLE ME THT -.-

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They was finna lock me up
 But I had it in the ceiling, tucked
 Lost a couple friends way too young
 They was finna lock me up
 But I had it in the ceiling, tucked
 Lost a couple friends way too young
 Panic attacks
 Out on the grass
 Holding me back
 Hate what I lack
 Starting to shake
 Losing my head
 F pulled me back in
 Chopping the chat
 I love him for that
 I suffered for less
 Scope on my chest
 World on my back
 I took a tab
 Never came back
 Though nothing lasts?
 Shit, huh?
 They called me a fag
 Now they want daps?
 Dip in the jag
 Yup
 Look where I'm at, huh
 Going out sad, huh?
 You going out bad
 Riddle me that, huh
 Riddle me that, huh
 Riddle me that
 Look where I'm at, huh
 Going out sad, huh?
 You going out bad
 Riddle me that, huh
 Riddle me that, huh
 Riddle me that
 It don't make sense
 I don't taste it
 On my tongue but
 I'mma fake it
 I'mma face it
 I'mma take this
 To the grave when
 When you lay it
 Clenched fist
 When the drugs hit
 Fuck a function
 Folders all encrypted
 Ripping Folgers
 Trukfit
 Feel like wheezy
 In the '06
 Your show's shit
 Lil Loose Lips
 Hard as stone whip
 Look where I'm at, huh
 Going out sad, huh?
 You going out bad
 Riddle me that, huh
 Riddle me that, huh
 Riddle me that
 Look where I'm at, huh
 Going out sad, huh?
 You going out bad
 Riddle me that, huh
 Riddle me that, huh
 Riddle me that
 It don't make sense
 I don't taste it
 On my tongue but
 I'mma fake it
 I'mma face it
 I'mma take this
 To the grave when
 When you lay it

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Duration
02:26
Key
8
Tempo
120 BPM

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