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[Chorus: DREAR]
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[Verse 1: Istasha]
I'm gonna flood it dead with practice not turning, I’m running
Dig further down, there's no tracks, washing my systems out, I'm done and
Trenched out, but you bitches never gunning, guess it like it’s blindfolded
Close then you had to spin it your way, end inside, but still you're folded
Fucker what you wish, I got it cheap in the background
You get outdone in the act like (Ayy)
Don't sleep with the ash out
Spit it out, distant, acid bliss when
Uh
Hit and they miss distorted
They don't uncover with their eyes contorted
Dig it out, dash stay bath recorded
Under a number, renounced, ignored it

[Verse 2: DREAR]
Y-Y-You can speak your piece and leave but can you keep a secret?
I-I-I got profit in my pocket, fuck around and leave it
I-I-I-I don't need no recognition to know I achieved it

[Chorus: DREAR]
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