Bill Breezy - Sick Flow

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Yeah sick flow, sick flow Sick flow sick flow yeah yeah Never hit the Jays, never hit the blunt Never hit the Jays, never hit the blunt Never hit the Jays, never hit the blunt Never hit the Jays, never hit the blunt Bill Breezy man I'm always high Man I'm always high Man I'm too high how high I'm the illest alive, never sober though Like my drinks though Always turnt though Turnt turnt turnt turn up turn up Always turn up turn up Reaching for the sky like Mike Jays is on my feet you know it Happy feet you know it Middle fingers to the system Man the haters watching Man they watching, what is he gonna do next Curiosity killed the cat They telling me to do this and say this They want me to do this and say this She's a killa, she's a killa She's a killa, she's a killa Cause she got that killa body Play with her in the sheets Hide and seek in the sheets Kill that body then I came to kill this beat Hustle don't stop, grind don't stop Yeah like Jason and Freddy Imma psycho beats killa lyrics killa Lyrics is like a knife through the soul Cutting deep then I watch you bleed Coming after me like bringing a knife to a gun fight Nigga imma savage, bitch imma savage I'm the greatest, I'm the greatest I've been the greatest Reaching for the top, going for the top I will never stop until I reach for the top Don't play the keyboard but man I'm always on keys Bag is secured, future is secured Major key that's the alert Be alert, always be alert Don't listen to they, never listen to they They don't wanna see you win They don't wanna see you win You ain't on my level, ain't even on my level Ain't even on it, sails up then I sail away Watch me sail away, watch me sail Imma sail far away from you Far away to victory This is my story, this is my story Imma sinner seeking salvation purgatory I am the truth maybe I am the truth I'm the greatest You should cry for help, letting this get to me Yeah this music thing, ruthless and reckless Whenever I come on the beat Beat it beat it, beat it then I leave Leave my heart on the beat Then I leave give the beat my all Then I leave don't hate, don't hate me Hate the game for what it did to me Blame it on the alcohol, blame it on the drinks Blame it on the drink, blame it on the music Gangsta rap made me do it Behave like this Spit uncontrollably like this
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