Album Cover SugarFree

SugarFree

BONES

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Fuck it, I′ma do it myself

Let it drop from the top

Just defending my beltGot a pep in my step

I make that sure it's felt

Actin′ cold, then I flip

Crank it up, make 'em melt

We the reason that every season, it never stop

Breaking down the record, just a day at the job

Even when I leave, there is notes on the wall

My biggest fear is the one who's dead

I pick you up and you fall

ForbiddenImage make you dead and get you movin′

Thinking about the blunt, BONES fuck up another one

ForbiddenImage make you dead and get you movin′

Thinking about the blunt, BONES fuck up another one

Drop top, me, sugar-free with my arm hanging out

Swing the blade like Maguire with my tongue hanging out

All the lights aren't on but the eyes on me

Blacked out, cashed, going live, five, four, three

ForbiddenImage make you dead and get you movin′

Thinking about the blunt, BONES fuck up another one

ForbiddenImage make you dead and get you movin'

Thinking about the blunt, BONES fuck up another one

I ain′t leaving until they bleedin'

Bitch, I′m done when I'm done

I'm starvin′ like Karen Carpenter

We fall, it just begun

Hate runnin′ through my blood, ayy

Generation rust

You can call yourself the best

But you dirt, just when I'm done

Dirt roads to the soul

No lights when we roll

Like action, we′ll get you poked

Li-like beats to make a flow

Your passion is just a joke

My castle, it got the moat

Tryna infiltrate the picture

We put that gauge to your skull, oh (SESH)

ForbiddenImage make you dead and get you movin'

Thinking about the blunt, BONES fuck up another one

ForbiddenImage make you dead and get you movin′

Thinking about the blunt, BONES fuck up another one