STOP BREATHING Lyrics – LUSYD
Singer: LUSYD
Title: STOP BREATHING
[n#gg#, its demon time. What the f#ck you talkin’ ’bout?
Wake up in the morning, I put on a shirt
I put on a beat, then I write a verse
Sliding on the hook, mission understood
Freestyling for weeks, I swear I could write a book
I just light a doobie, put my head inside a hoodie
Never listened to nobody, sh#t, I should have gone to juvie
Should I tell em I don’t like ’em? Should I mind what I was doing?
They can’t rhyme ’cause they too p#ss#. It took time to get as good as this
Ha!
It took time to get as good as this
It’s a vibe and you can’t lie, you trash, you ain’t as good as me
I shine until you blind, you lose your sight cause you can’t f#ck with me
I’m riding on this Carti beat, I’m sliding and I f#ck with it
My shorty got that WAP like Cardi B, she like to f#ck to this
I’m running on a track like cardio, told my heart not to quit
Go hard on this, go harder on the next, and put your heart in it
It’s getting hot in here and hard to breathe from all the bars I kick
And shoutout to Don Bass, he wicked, feel like he my f#cking twin
If he ask me for a feature, crack my knuckles, imma snap again
My newer tracks got n#gg#s losing track of what is happening
I’m acting like an #ssh#l#, I might lash out and just smack a b#tch
I’m rolling like a rockstar, I might crash and have an accident
I rape the beat, now they too traumatized to ever rap again
b#tches having heart attacks, I pop out in that cardigan
I’m popping all your bubbles, I’m a bad boy just like Martin is
Yea!
A minute and a half on this, they still don’t know the half of it
They tried to do the math on it, my attitude is adamant
They glad when I get sad, I can’t be happy ’round you savages
Drunken fist, I’ll gladly whoop his #ss and take a nap again
Running laps around ’em, think I’m getting in my bag again
sh#tting on ‘em, I think that my last drink had a laxative
Laughing at em like I’m Jordan, tell ’em that “I’m Back” again
With smarter tactics, I hope they prepared when I attack at ’em
Keep me a mop
So many b#tches we look like a mob
Taking my shirt off, they breathing gon’ stop
Applying the pressure all over your thot
It’s a whole lotta red and the choppa don’t stop
She cream on my c#ck cause I’m cream of the crop
I take off my boxers and beat up the box
She turn off the light but it’s turning me on
I take off my shirt she not breathing at all
I just lost fuel, now I’m stuck on the moon
Rappers is my food, triple M, you F’ers doomed
Cutlery so smooth, I cut a n#gg# with a spoon
They think I’m a goon, I get looks in every room
I’m not in the mood. Who the f#ck you talking to?
Neighbors think I’m selling dope, I got them watching all my moves
I don’t answer FaceTime, I waste time when i’m with you
Leave yo’ #ss on read, you ever text me out the blue
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