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Allahmon - Sol Lyrics

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Stuck in dangerous routine, conscious made of angel dust now how I’m gon sleep
Vacant is an understatement, hollows more da speed
If I dropped tomorrow, please dump a bottle in da street
Spillin spirits by da fire every week
Till it kindle I’ll be dyin for shot, to da spleen
Dodgin intuition nimble, 4th chakra on da sleeve
If I couldn’t feel my soul I guarantee you I would leave
It’s easiest to follow and da hardest just to be
Ankle locked to a box clockin when you gon eat
Ponder bills next to bills duckin taxes and receipts
In da field niggas stuffin, either pockets
Or ya beak
Fly off, first snap buckshots to yo Jeep
Live fast, die faster feel da will is in my speech
That’s yo ass Mr glass if you don’t split him where he speak
Dis world be cold, don’t owe a soul
We live to live up to a peak
I been livid for some weeks, fuck my bed and fixin sheets
Know my mama and my papa tired of puttin up wit me
I just sulk reluctantly
Drown my sorrows in a tall bottle of dat bubbly
What's so troubling?
My anxiousness and depression is doubling
I borrow habits from da past days, burn tomorrow in my ashtray
You’ll believe me on a bad day, don’t have the other often
Matter fact I didn’t know that good was still an option