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Hanging by a thread, got nowhere to run
Walking on a wire and you weigh a ton
Where are all your boys? All that's left is one
And when I fucking smash your mirror then you having none
Hanging by a thread, got nowhere to run
Walking on a wire and you weigh a ton
Where are all your boys? All that's left is one
And when I fucking smash your mirror then you having none

Checking out the vest and now my pockets been flooded
You're trying to blend with all these rappers, why they call you cold blooded
When you've been faking all your chains, you know them bitches been studded
When I pull up, don't need no chains and now your body been gutted
I'm talking rock star life in the great red world
There's 100 on the dash and now there's 30 more girls
That been pulling up onto the crib and they ain't say a word
And if they asking for a picture I just flip 'em the bird

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Hanging by a thread, got nowhere to run
Walking on a wire and you weigh a ton
Where are all your boys? All that's left is one
And when I fucking smash your mirror then you having none
Hanging by a thread, got nowhere to run
Walking on a wire and you weigh a ton
Where are all your boys? All that's left is one
And when I fucking smash your mirror then you having none

Walking the wire and I still see all these faces
This situation be dire, these are familiar places
They said go work a 9-5 and I said tie your noose like laces
So go say that shit again and I'ma have the dogs they chasing
Down your body so meet me at the front of the lobby
Because you're checking out of rap you gotta find a new hobby
And know that this shit way too perfect like they calling me Bobby
So get to scrapping 'cause know your shit's about to be sloppy
Yeah this in cold blood
Gotta move up showing you no love
Your doves ain't no fucking piece that
I can't show up, my fucks know I'm
Running out of the given
And know I keep on living

Hanging by a thread, got nowhere to run
Walking on a wire and you weigh a ton
Where are all your boys? All that's left is one
And when I fucking smash your mirror then you having none
Hanging by a thread, got nowhere to run
Walking on a wire and you weigh a ton
Where are all your boys? All that's left is one
And when I fucking smash your mirror then you having none

Writer(s): Shea Mcelligott, Mr. Shea Mcelligott

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