Dying For Certain – 9TAILS

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9TAILS, 9TAILS

Search (Search), search (Search)
Fight like the Greeks and the Persians (And the Persians)
You want merch (Merch)
Don’t got enough of my earnings (Enough of my earnings)
I gotta soul search (Search)
Maybe I live for a purpose (Live for a purpose)
Maybe worse (Maybe)
But fuck it I’m dying for certain (Dying for certain)

Fuck it I’m dying for certain (For certain)
I do not make enough earnings (Make enough earnings)
Maybe I live for a purpose (Live for a purpose)
But fuck it I’m dying for certain (For certain)
Fuck it I’m dying for certain (For certain)
Maybe I live for a purpose (Live for a purpose)
Fuck it I make enough earnings (Make enough earnings)
I guess am dying for certain (For certain)

I blend in like I’m in camouflage
I walk around with no entourage
One of my boys wear a g shock
When I come up he gon’ get Audemar (He gon’ get Audemar)
My mans still whippin’ a Civic (Skrr)
Saw the ghost he couldn’t get it (No, no)
I swear I’ma get you a Lamborghini (Hear that)
You need to hear when you whip it (Skrr, skrr)
Rolly is iced it don’t look like it tickin’ (It’s frozen)
Think I’m addicted to spinach
She look like Emma Watson
And she on my broom like it’s Quidditch
I used to hit bed with no food in my stomach
And now I can’t finish
I’m stable but I keep on waiting to plummet (I’m plummeting)
I’m reaching my summit
Fight like the Greeks and the Persians
You want merch (Merch)
Don’t got enough of my earnings
Maybe I live for a purpose
Maybe worse (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
But fuck it I’m dying for certain
Fuck with my brain
Fuck with my brain (Fuck with my brain)
Drugs drive me insane (Drive me insane)
I’m doing great
Stay in your lane (Stay in your lane)
I don’t need the fame (Don’t need the fame)
I don’t wanna talk (Stay in your lane)
But reporters hit me up anyway (Reporters hit me up anyway)
I’d go to the mall
But I been up for like two nights and I ain’t looking great
(I ain’t looking great)
Looking rough
I’m not feeling great
Haven’t ate nothing but a rice cake
Bottom lip, I got toothpaste
Rock bottom bitch, how the dirt taste
Got candy bars, how the words taste
Take cheap shots like a cheap skate
My women look like Lois Lane
Her pussy sweet like a cheesecake

Fuck it I’m dying for certain (For certain)
I do not make enough earnings (Make enough earnings)
Maybe I live for a purpose (Live for a purpose)
But fuck it I’m dying for certain (For certain)
Fuck it I’m dying for certain (For certain)
Maybe I live for a purpose (Live for a purpose)
Fuck it I make enough earnings (Make enough earnings)
I guess am dying for certain (For certain)
Fuck it I’m dying for certain (For certain)
I do not make enough earnings (Make enough earnings)
Maybe I live for a purpose (Live for a purpose)
But fuck it I’m dying for certain (For certain)
Fuck it I’m dying for certain (For certain)
Maybe I live for a purpose (Live for a purpose)
Fuck it I make enough earnings (Make enough earnings)
I guess am dying for certain (For certain)
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