Dead End Lyrics – Stan

Dead End Lyrics by Stan

Single and wild, I know what I was made for
f#cking b#tches and blurring the lines ‘til I’m 34
I put old ties on rest and I never wake em up
I know what I’m in for on my way to the top

I wanna be rich, f#ck the fame, I don’t rap for this
I fell in love with the money, I can pray for this
Why does nobody know me? I wanna make it for real
I hate being sober b#tch, I can cry for this

Forget the rubber cause girl I’m too raw for this
Better trust me, I’m not too high for this
I’m not giving a pass to nobody with a snake mentality
Learn everything the hard way but c’est la vie

I loved you to death but you had to ruin things
Chopping my craft then I screw hoes on my Houston things
Lower your voice when you speak to me, I don’t even know you
Not ashamed that I loved you but my life was not made for you

I do everything and more, slindin’ like a champion
I need all my girls to see what I’m in for, trust the vision
Mom is a saint, dad is a ghost, I’m a Double R
I’m going raw every day like old Tumblr

Waiting lines to headlines, swish time at any cost
Free smoke and .40 smoke, no extendo, no rust
Trading you for riches might not be really worthy
But I had to cause you was acting like a clown so get off me

I enjoy my life b#tch, I don’t waste my time
Please don’t call my phone, I’m not f#ckin with your vibes
Smoking gas everyday, I don’t need summertime
I don’t care anyway, I’m just recording lines

Yeah I’m drunk, run it up, Henny in my cup
I’m so h#rn# I wanna f#ck, nobody can’t stop that
Nobody can’t stop me, 3 bad hoes around me But I feel so lonely cause they don’t care about me
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Stan Lyrics – Dead End

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Dead End