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Risk Video (MV)




Performed By: Asian Based Lord
Length: 1:58
Written by: Chancelor Williams




Asian Based Lord - Risk Lyrics
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(Ay)
I see
The hate
Y'all feed
The flame
Red beam
My aim
Gon' seal
Yah fate
Got dreams
To make
Got risks
To take
(Ay)
Told that bitch get out her feelings
Before she get up in my bed
Stackin' money to the ceiling
I don't need to make no sense
Runnin' to these millions
'Til I'm runnin' out of breath
I was of them drugs
I was tweakin' off the meds
F*ck that shit
I might as well been speedin' off the meth
I was breakin' bad
Goin' off the deep
End
I was hella sad
I was feelin'
De-
Pressed
Perc and codeine
In my pop
I'm poppin' xan like pez
See me chillin' at the top
They wanna be my friends
Talkin' like they know me
But
We ain't neva met
Ion give a f*ck
Get to bussin' at yo head
Ion give a f*ck
Get to bussin' at yo head
Hangin' 'round with me
Can't be talkin' to no Feds
Betta keep it G
Don't be reachin' for my bread
Reachin' for a crumb
I'mma reach under my seat
Pullin' out that drum
And I leave you off beat
Choppa gon hum
This shit always on key
(Yeah)
Like T
Pain
(Ay)
I see
The hate
Y'all feed
The flame
Red beam
My aim
Gon seal
Yah fate
Got dreams
To make
Got risks
To take
(Ay)
Told that bitch get out her feelings
Before she get up in my bed
Stackin' money to the ceiling
I don't need to make no cents
Runnin' to these millions
'Til I'm runnin' out of breath
I was of them drugs
I was tweakin' off the meds
F*ck that shit
I might as well been speedin' off the meth
I was breakin' bad
Goin' off the deep
End
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(Ay)
I see
The hate
Y'all feed
The flame
Red beam
My aim
Gon' seal
Yah fate
Got dreams
To make
Got risks
To take
(Ay)
Told that bitch get out her feelings
Before she get up in my bed
Stackin' money to the ceiling
I don't need to make no sense
Runnin' to these millions
'Til I'm runnin' out of breath
I was of them drugs
I was tweakin' off the meds
F*ck that shit
I might as well been speedin' off the meth
I was breakin' bad
Goin' off the deep
End
I was hella sad
I was feelin'
De-
Pressed
Perc and codeine
In my pop
I'm poppin' xan like pez
See me chillin' at the top
They wanna be my friends
Talkin' like they know me
But
We ain't neva met
Ion give a f*ck
Get to bussin' at yo head
Ion give a f*ck
Get to bussin' at yo head
Hangin' 'round with me
Can't be talkin' to no Feds
Betta keep it G
Don't be reachin' for my bread
Reachin' for a crumb
I'mma reach under my seat
Pullin' out that drum
And I leave you off beat
Choppa gon hum
This shit always on key
(Yeah)
Like T
Pain
(Ay)
I see
The hate
Y'all feed
The flame
Red beam
My aim
Gon seal
Yah fate
Got dreams
To make
Got risks
To take
(Ay)
Told that bitch get out her feelings
Before she get up in my bed
Stackin' money to the ceiling
I don't need to make no cents
Runnin' to these millions
'Til I'm runnin' out of breath
I was of them drugs
I was tweakin' off the meds
F*ck that shit
I might as well been speedin' off the meth
I was breakin' bad
Goin' off the deep
End
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Writer: Chancelor Williams
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