Lyrics

35 feet, 35 feet lot could happen in 35 feet Fortify me Put me next to the rarified heat Terrify me Cleric find me Think I need help Lotta things changed since a homie left Guelph Lotta things changed since homie dun died He say he don't want a long life Guess that's the real tho Didn't know he put cuff on the steel tho Didn't know he get guts on the wheel tho Homie play gusto Who the fuck to trust tho You know I never fuck with ur uncle Beady lil eyes Seedy type demise Seen him take off with your CD-R drive Heaty on the rise I guess that's a cold case Guess that's a real cold case What What could you want from me? I I seen the cold disease Don't Don't try to comfort me Seek 35 feet 35 feet, 35 feet you could get killed over 35 feet Put in the chill over 35 feet You could blindly See all the causes of vanity Sanity It's hard to find Look for a sign Look for the key Don't talk to me Unless you got a plan I got a feelin that's hard to understand Im left reelin like half of a man They don't come back Homie once they're gone They don't come back What What could you want from me? I I seen the cold disease Don't Don't try to comfort me Seek 35 feet
Writer(s): Manmeet Dogra Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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