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4za – ragdoll testo

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[verse 1: 4za]
ayo, slow down 4z, you’re k!llin em
in my right mind to start taking, i’m billing em
putting all i got in a chamber locked up
don’t care for all the fighting, still i got it c+cked up
lights shining down i forget what i’m depending on
a ragdoll in my own body i’m aimlessly just writing songs
h+rns upcoming on the chorus got em from a random loop
coven up not showering with just a little bit of joop
wonder if she’ll phone me back after last time
amount of sh+t i put her through it’s probably a crime
construction on the roads, every f+cking week
f+ck the pills, all this noise i ain’t getting to sleep
traded life of boredom for a life of mood swings
me and dan, you already know, we the new kings
it’s like i go 1, 2, 3 and 4
at the end the count i got some new sh+t at the door
one day i feel like god and the next i’m in a sh+ll
eating ain’t consistent wish i had a lunch bell
got fired from asda and i f+cking lost it all
still awaiting on them giving me that f+cking call

[chorus: 4za]
slumping through the days, i’m feeling like a ragdoll
haven’t slept for weeks my eye bags tacked on
slumping through the days, i’m feeling like a ragdoll
haven’t slept for weeks my eye bags tacked on
[verse 2: 4za]
slow thing, perusing all the aisles on a sleigh
back to back i smoke another pain it go away
my voice been heard eclectic but i cannot find the way
praise god all the time, man whatever he say
it’s corny what he did to try and say leave me alone
blowing up his texts but he won’t ever look his phone
airing me but bruh i known this c+nt since i was 4
some friend to be the one to go and act up like a ghost
used to ask how many times i gotta be his host
now it be how often do i hear that dial tone?
breathing in the air and i’m sitting on the coast
you should be here bruh the f+ck happened to our toasts?
connection lost it’s taking me to a new place
wondering if i’m ever gonna see his face
you got your own sh+t but you moving at a pace
leave us all behind you not got nothin at your wake

[chorus: 4za]
slumping through the days, i’m feeling like a ragdoll
haven’t slept for weeks my eye bags tacked on
slumping through the days, i’m feeling like a ragdoll
haven’t slept for weeks my eye bags tacked on

[outro: 4za]
to be frank i just wanna know why
you ain’t even left a voicemail or nothin, so sly
tell me what’s up, there ain’t gotta be no lies
thought it’d be the 3 us gether until one of us dies

- 4za testo

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