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Noved - Pass the Point Lyrics



Noved - Pass the Point Lyrics




In they year 2017
Anybody's crazy
Everybody's gotta gimmick
Strapped up old ladies

We gotta stay safe
In a place of no faith
Keep your hands to your side
And stay the f*ck out my space

You ain't heard man
Donald Trump is president
People still dying sipping
On that medicine

Old ass veterans
Screaming "yo let us in!"
Cops shoot the streets go to
Sleep wathcing Letterman

Ain't nothing new on the news
Throw my brew to the tubes
I ain't tryna hear these fu's cuz They're really shooting schools

What the f*ck can I do
Getting f*cked by the system
Like damn
This shits really coming true

And that's the type of shit
That'll take you Pass the Point
Just a crack of the joint
That'll get you in the joint

Or maybe even worse
Reverse this curse kid
This f*cked up life might
Help you lose your purpose

And that's the type of shit
That'll take you Pass the Point
Just a crack of the joint
That'll get you in the joint

Or maybe even worse
Reverse this curse kid
This f*cked up life might
Help you lose your purpose

I've been
Working late and pray for
Perfect days
Better that not learning from
My mistakes

Pack a bowl I'll pass a brew
And burn this whole place
Try to f*ck with a rare
Mothaf*cka know the stakes

Damn f*ck it
Still rolling in a bucket
Still throwing up these 32's
It's magic how I chuck it

Check the change
Know the pain, feel the range
Of my rage. Mr. N-O-V-E-D it's
One eight seven on my name

Plan to Heaven is the game
F*ck the money and the fame
Lost angel in my ways
So I'm stranded in a daze

Got me swinging at Giants as if
I'm Willie Mays
And I stays on the low
Cuz you know where I stays

It's that B.H kid so just
Behave kid , might know the
Same dealer but you're
Diamonds to a spade bitch

Gotta hang with a bad bunch
Who don't give a f*ck
So I don't know about you
But Ima keep this hustle up

That's the type of shit
That'll take you Pass the Point
Just a crack of the joint
That'll get you in the joint

Or maybe even worse
Reverse this curse kid
This f*cked up life might
Help you lose your purpose

That's the type of shit
That'll take you Pass the Point
Just a crack of the joint
That'll get you in the joint

Or maybe even worse
Reverse this curse kid
This f*cked up life might
Help you lose your purpose

And that's that type of shit
That'll take you Pass the Point

All I needs a second
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In they year 2017
Anybody's crazy
Everybody's gotta gimmick
Strapped up old ladies

We gotta stay safe
In a place of no faith
Keep your hands to your side
And stay the f*ck out my space

You ain't heard man
Donald Trump is president
People still dying sipping
On that medicine

Old ass veterans
Screaming "yo let us in!"
Cops shoot the streets go to
Sleep wathcing Letterman

Ain't nothing new on the news
Throw my brew to the tubes
I ain't tryna hear these fu's cuz They're really shooting schools

What the f*ck can I do
Getting f*cked by the system
Like damn
This shits really coming true

And that's the type of shit
That'll take you Pass the Point
Just a crack of the joint
That'll get you in the joint

Or maybe even worse
Reverse this curse kid
This f*cked up life might
Help you lose your purpose

And that's the type of shit
That'll take you Pass the Point
Just a crack of the joint
That'll get you in the joint

Or maybe even worse
Reverse this curse kid
This f*cked up life might
Help you lose your purpose

I've been
Working late and pray for
Perfect days
Better that not learning from
My mistakes

Pack a bowl I'll pass a brew
And burn this whole place
Try to f*ck with a rare
Mothaf*cka know the stakes

Damn f*ck it
Still rolling in a bucket
Still throwing up these 32's
It's magic how I chuck it

Check the change
Know the pain, feel the range
Of my rage. Mr. N-O-V-E-D it's
One eight seven on my name

Plan to Heaven is the game
F*ck the money and the fame
Lost angel in my ways
So I'm stranded in a daze

Got me swinging at Giants as if
I'm Willie Mays
And I stays on the low
Cuz you know where I stays

It's that B.H kid so just
Behave kid , might know the
Same dealer but you're
Diamonds to a spade bitch

Gotta hang with a bad bunch
Who don't give a f*ck
So I don't know about you
But Ima keep this hustle up

That's the type of shit
That'll take you Pass the Point
Just a crack of the joint
That'll get you in the joint

Or maybe even worse
Reverse this curse kid
This f*cked up life might
Help you lose your purpose

That's the type of shit
That'll take you Pass the Point
Just a crack of the joint
That'll get you in the joint

Or maybe even worse
Reverse this curse kid
This f*cked up life might
Help you lose your purpose

And that's that type of shit
That'll take you Pass the Point

All I needs a second
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Writer: Devon Ortiz
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Length: 3:13
Written by: Devon Ortiz

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