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Schoolboy Q( Quincy Matthew Hanley )



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Schoolboy Q( Quincy Matthew Hanley )

Blind Threats

Washing my sins on in hell water
Feel like the bubbles'
Neal down put my faith in it
Will you answer me?
But if God won't help me, I swear I'm gonna find my way
For corners, cat and mouse get cheese to catch
Some, got a space for that
Dreaming I won't leave on a block no more
Trap me, try to make it up this obstacle

Life on a edge have a block on way
Pretty snow white have today
Selling that base no Doctor Dray
Uuh, guess how in the building
Bugging hard, what a strap like a bill bro
Getting down with some questions and address like
What a once coming though little sins, little busters
Then take the ...i could more fight '
The bubble treat your blind '
Streets though me down, got fate than a fife rest
Fuck all the clear that '
Sooner from the'
...from the streets to the wall
Taking by threes
When the sun go down I prudently'
For cash and for money
They all here for the homies
I just pray that the Lord got me
Ooh but if God won't help me well I swear I gonna find my way
But if God won't help me well I swear I gonna find my way
Name that that '
Mine, yours making even
So me, save the mister creature
I know I only come around when only miss up
Feel the rose Thanks Giving and Christmas time
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When I'm in jail I want my car to clime
Ooh, will you answer me
Take me out of hell will make plans for me
Misery love, company and the surprise
It's just me and I how's try to survive
But we will never make it out of line
We live and then die, oxymoron
Hope to get the Heaven to that day how's arrive
Running though the valley hope the bullet don't collapse
Car and door shaded, glass on my right side
Dogs walking on the back yard
Room for the me, had to shake bailey
Hard to see you forty
Only child baby boy '
Same jacket old for back of the day
Pray at the Lord come and take me away
But if God won't help me well I swear I gonna find my way
But if God won't help me well I swear I gonna find my way
Hey you, two of that fish sandwiches are stink
Black 'and purpling back
Call me in the airport dust that I was thinking
Behind you stay rich and get bills for my queens
Yeah money is my issue, my issue
It's no problem at all you want a punch
Cuz I'mma suitcase came, cool enough to the game '
..we stay win it and play it again yo
You're not saying again
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Gte out the way and let '
Revenges that's what make your 'yell
This more realer, snap you right about
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You want the wope the wope realer