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lirik lagu blckbrd. - snakes and ladders

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yeah, we something but fine’s a mile away from it
busy tryna build a ladder, tired of my own grave
brd been picky with who i call fam, muhf~cka don’t keep no fake bruddas
disinfectant smell mixed with the mold around your brain
that hot lead let off so close you gotta duck, the block get dangerous
wanted answers, turned to coppin’ vials of synesthesia
worming in your veins like cheaper dope or anesthesia, huh
all crow ever known was being alone and pain and grief, uh~huh

got everything i wanted, why i’m still depressed, still angry?
can’t forgеt, it’s still too near me, all them mеmories of stomach growl
i guess excess can’t save you once you used to what you done without
if you seen the sh~t i seen, you’d spoon your eyes and scoop ‘em out
no feeling in me but starving
hard to hit a moving target
barely hip~height when i learned to get high
muhf~cka ain’t nun but carbon
be like walking phen0barbital in purple velvet
dim light, the twisting of one’s insides when everything just darkness
blame it on the cortisol, ain’t got no way to vent it
morningstar endure the fall to ultimately vanish
muhf~ckas stand on solid ground, it’s sum they take for granted
be aware unless you pullin’ sum, it’s smooth~brained if you brandish
turn the camera obscura, in here with the spirits
make me trip like it’s datura, single buck that turn to plural
god’s abandonment the mantle, crow ain’t gon’ be on a mural
watch it all evaporate, the great dismantlement the world
yeah, we something but fine’s a mile away from it
busy tryna build a ladder, tired of my own grave
brd been picky with who i call fam, muhf~cka don’t keep no fake bruddas
disinfectant smell mixed with the mold around your brain
that hot lead let off so close you gotta duck, the block get dangerous
wanted answers, turned to coppin’ vials of synesthesia
worming in your veins like cheaper dope or anesthesia, huh
all crow ever known was being alone and pain and grief, uh~huh

they must think that brd oblivious, i see how y’all operate
wonder why i thought sycophants wouldn’t shake hands and play politics
wonder why i thought somebody could keep up
all good, if i was you, i couldn’t keep up with me either
wonder why i let ‘em gaslight, it’s the past right, i don’t need ‘em
brought a driver, not a 9 iron this time, gon’ get you tee’d up
f~ck outta here, ‘nother ask for a favor ain’t sum i’m bouta hear
f~ck a monthly count, f~ck a graph, stat, man ain’t sum brd bouta fear, nah

yeah, we somewhere, but now i barely give a f~ck
sh~t that make you wanna slit both wrists, lie down, and give it up
you been doin’ business with them liars and them charlatans
making friends with spiders like a muhf~cka in charlotte’s web
wanted answers, turned out i found nothing in them tabs
i done opened so much tinfoil i could make myself a hat
tryna claw back 7 years with fingernails around a gat
minus friends, plus some bread, getting sick of doing math


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