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And I've been riding round the City with my safety off
My fingers sitting on the trigger Like a lazy boy
And I don't worry, that's the type Of stuff that make you soft
I'm in a hurry, let's go smoke, I'm Tryna fill the void
All the intangibles, the weight That I'm carrying, you couldn't Handle it
Life is a beach and I brought my Sandals
I'm Howie Mandle'n it, it don't Mean nothing, yo, just keep your Distance
Know what I'm doing, I talk, Then I lived it
Tryna just go and just grip me a Biscuit, but that's not the type of Stuff that I'm livin
It's official, I'm buildin' a wall, Yeah, I'm fortified
If my mama knew how I was Livin', she'd be mortified
I'm just being honest, I would Rather work a 4-9
Tryna count these bands, I need More than just like 45
Tryna keep this stud, like I said, Yo, officially
When I say I'm ridin', thats my Mindset, yeah, metaphorically
You say you don't like it, well, Good thing I did it for me
Ro surprised to not see my son All up in the studio
Yeah, he's home sleepin', but I Gotta go home, check it, though
So, I've been ridin' around the City with my safety off
Yeah, My finger sitting on the Trigger like a lazy boy
Yeah, and I don't worry, that's The type of stuff that make you Soft!
Yeah, I'm in a hurry, let's go Smoke, I'm tryna fill the void
SIMEON ROSAGE - FILL THE VOID Lyrics
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Legend
And I've been riding round the City with my safety off
My fingers sitting on the trigger Like a lazy boy
And I don't worry, that's the type Of stuff that make you soft
I'm in a hurry, let's go smoke, I'm Tryna fill the void
All the intangibles, the weight That I'm carrying, you couldn't Handle it
Life is a beach and I brought my Sandals
I'm Howie Mandle'n it, it don't Mean nothing, yo, just keep your Distance
Know what I'm doing, I talk, Then I lived it
Tryna just go and just grip me a Biscuit, but that's not the type of Stuff that I'm livin
It's official, I'm buildin' a wall, Yeah, I'm fortified
If my mama knew how I was Livin', she'd be mortified
I'm just being honest, I would Rather work a 4-9
Tryna count these bands, I need More than just like 45
Tryna keep this stud, like I said, Yo, officially
When I say I'm ridin', thats my Mindset, yeah, metaphorically
You say you don't like it, well, Good thing I did it for me
Ro surprised to not see my son All up in the studio
Yeah, he's home sleepin', but I Gotta go home, check it, though
So, I've been ridin' around the City with my safety off
Yeah, My finger sitting on the Trigger like a lazy boy
Yeah, and I don't worry, that's The type of stuff that make you Soft!
Yeah, I'm in a hurry, let's go Smoke, I'm tryna fill the void
And I've been riding round the City with my safety off
My fingers sitting on the trigger Like a lazy boy
And I don't worry, that's the type Of stuff that make you soft
I'm in a hurry, let's go smoke, I'm Tryna fill the void
All the intangibles, the weight That I'm carrying, you couldn't Handle it
Life is a beach and I brought my Sandals
I'm Howie Mandle'n it, it don't Mean nothing, yo, just keep your Distance
Know what I'm doing, I talk, Then I lived it
Tryna just go and just grip me a Biscuit, but that's not the type of Stuff that I'm livin
It's official, I'm buildin' a wall, Yeah, I'm fortified
If my mama knew how I was Livin', she'd be mortified
I'm just being honest, I would Rather work a 4-9
Tryna count these bands, I need More than just like 45
Tryna keep this stud, like I said, Yo, officially
When I say I'm ridin', thats my Mindset, yeah, metaphorically
You say you don't like it, well, Good thing I did it for me
Ro surprised to not see my son All up in the studio
Yeah, he's home sleepin', but I Gotta go home, check it, though
So, I've been ridin' around the City with my safety off
Yeah, My finger sitting on the Trigger like a lazy boy
Yeah, and I don't worry, that's The type of stuff that make you Soft!
Yeah, I'm in a hurry, let's go Smoke, I'm tryna fill the void
Writer: Simeon Rosage
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