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LUNGZ lyrics : "Empty Cup"

Alright
Yeah, alright


Gourmet treats in expensive tray
I try to stop but I know I can't
The room is spinning I'mma need some space

I should've been there but I'm probably late
My mom always say learn to be great
^!$$%s don't hate like how much you make

Some ^!$$%s is real, some ^!$$%s is fake
Wait, I bow my head to pray
For that root of evil 'cause it feeds you like I need you

I still pray to God, tell me how that coincide
It's hard as $#&@, I'm on the block with that Sharon Stone
They trap all night 'cause they can't go come

Boy dead and gone for a case of Perignon
If I die, meet me at my funeral
Chipping black hearse, row girls

And you know that that roof gonna be chopped off
'Cause really I'm too cold for this
So get me what I'm supposed to get

And I don't know nobody %#@!
This ain't what I'm offering
Said I play this rap, they love me then, they gonna hate me now

Look at the look on my face
They look away, can't even look at my face
^!$$%s ain't sick till there's more on my plate

They can't get away, they running away

Get a whole fifth fore that train kill me

I'mma ride out till my cup empty
Get a whole fifth fore that train kill me
I'mma ride out till my cup empty

Get a whole fifth fore that train kill me
I'mma ride out till my cup empty


Got a real (*##$ that don't dream
Ex girls and my old dreams
I stray cook, she a dope fiend

We riding dirty, sipping codeine
Hard gettings with exotic seas
Loose cash and hard liquor

I'm doing me, $#&@ y'all ^!$$%s
I was born in it, I know I ain't from the hardest block
But it taught a lot

The neighbors watched and they talk a lot
DT post in the parking lot
I know you love it but I never stop

Flashes up for my real ^!$$%s, toast up for my real (*##$es
Middle fingers to them $#&@ ^!$$%s
'Cause I don't really trust ^!$$%s

You said I sold my soul for greed
I probably won't believe you
You don't see through what I see through

You say you don't but you need to
Brought windshield on my vehicle
Cruise control, don't lose control

I ride along, windows up with that music up
In my zone
I just hope they bring my ^!$$%s home

Cross over to where the grass is green
Money's good, champagne big
And I never give a $#&@ what y'all think

Nightmares with drained girls
I'm so far from my dream world
I'm too drunk but I won't earl


Get a whole fifth fore that train kill me
I'mma ride out till my cup empty

Get a whole fifth fore that train kill me
I'mma ride out till my cup empty

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