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Yeah Turn, turn, turn, turn, turn Interview rooms, stay silent, hit the Bailey and ask God for guidance If I ever took that oath I'm lyin', even when I'm wrong, I'm tryna stay righteous How many times did he leave man lifeless, end up on a wing with lifers (Turn, turn) Bro's the tightest, he sent man a fiver, I guess it's the thought that counts Five hundred English Pounds in fivers, I still can't afford her nails In the bando, studyin' triple science, grab the Pyrex, it's goin' down Look at the flick of the wrist all I need is an hour (Turn, turn, ah) Ask Scott if he came to thе night shift, even though his gaff's all bait in town Even thosе gaffs all bait in town I check out the bando like it ain't Uh, them times was hundred pounds an' eighth Wasted time on my estate Look at the bando, it's a state After the bro, could've of got me paid Then I had to turn it and run from fate All the times that I wanted to call it quits, I stayed To the times that I had to go flush that grub, cah I went and caught a raid (One) I really had to be feedin' a part, she said she want fold that like the wings No she don't want crack, she just tryna stay mellow, this one yellow, it's Super Saiyan Super Saiyan, I still got a shoebox, a year for savin', savin' Really taught so much patience Done it on smoke, tryna turn man patient, patient SongtexteReally had to put in that work with China, we didn't have time for raving, raving With the T house man stayed in, couldn't care less 'cause the money just came in Interview rooms, stay silent, hit the Bailey and ask God for guidance If I ever took that oath I'm lyin', even when I'm wrong, I'm tryna stay righteous How many times did he leave man lifeless, end up on a wing with lifers (Turn, turn) Bro's the tightest, he sent man a fiver, I guess it's the thought that counts Five hundred English Pounds in fivers, I still can't afford her nails In the bando, studyin' triple science, grab the Pyrex, it's goin' down Look at the flick of the wrist all I need is an hour (Turn, turn, ah) Ask Scott if he came to the night shift, even though his gaff's all bait in town The T house bullet, shotgun, they Asian Don't get us all shot like Kaylum My youngboy wanna trap me, trainin' He already know how to drill them pagans Pagans, pagans, everywhere I look, I see pagans (One) He tryna do both, tryna score and distribute balls like Chamberlain All the times that I built a new spot, geography Bicarbonate, rest, that's chemistry Countin' up bread, that's physics You ever seen a fiend OD, biology (Uh) Paranoia on the first day, thinkin' every car is a jake tryna follow me Did up mans properly, ching man's head I've never really been a fan of psychology Fuck them feds They made my association sociology Who ever cares what a survey said? Tell 'em "Let me get the whole loaf of bread" Did they ever left the shit on my doorsteps? Country phones 'cause I dove off ends Keep the blinds closed, stay low from feds or I'm back in the wing tryna conk man's head Interview rooms, stay silent, hit the Bailey and ask God for guidance If I ever took that oath I'm lyin', even when I'm wrong, I'm tryna stay righteous How many times did he leave man lifeless, end up on a wing with lifers (Turn, turn) Bro's the tightest, he sent man a fiver, I guess it's the thought that counts Five hundred English Pounds in fivers, I still can't afford her nails In the bando, studyin' triple science, grab the Pyrex, it's goin' down Look at the flick of the wrist all I need is an hour (Turn, turn, ah) Ask Scott if he came to the night shift, even though his gaff's all bait in town Aus Songtexte Mania