DC The Don - ADHD/Insomnia lyrics

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DC The Don - ADHD/Insomnia lyrics

[Intro] Get that Bentley [Verse 1] Broken, broken, broken, girl I still been broken Whole world blow, this sh*t smokin', (Yeah) Deep bodies ocean (Trademark) Ashed out, floatin', peep my style, DeRozan Gonna pass that b*tch when I'm open Watch the whole world clap, it's a ghost in Rockstar player both in my heart, and my soul and- Wanna be that [?] on me, have me chokin' Recording DC, it's explosive Is it me or this feelin' is so sick? (Yeah) I'm allergic, fu*k hate and emotion (Yeah) It's a whole lotta fu*kin' emotion It's a whole lotta sh*t, It's a whole lotta real (Yeah) With the combat skills Gotta fight, and conceal with a hеart made of steal And I'm down right ill, but my doctor prescribеd I just swallow my pills fu*k your feels, I've been trapped in my mind, I can tell you I'm killed (Yeah, Yeah) If I go out today, if I go out today, I'm going out real (What?) And I'm OD Blaine, I don't know where I'm at, I've been tripping for real (Yeah) I'm a real ass ni**a, with integrity bangs, my heart is of gold (What?) Got a big ass soul, had to go un-diamond my wrist, 'cause the sh*t is so cold (Yeah) Had to use my firearm, my friend was to mother fu*king cold And you already know if I get in this world, then they getting exposed (Yeah) To be honest ni**a, that's what you get, I ain't going down no mother fu*king road You getting out what you dish, I'ma manifest or dismiss, hold up You can tell I'm type pissed, hold up Big mad, I get it hit, hold up And my 14K hit, on his ass Put a chrome right to his heart, not a tag [?] stuff I can't miss, Hold up I can't seem to care, b*tch, Hold up My momma said when I was ten, I was off the wall, I can not sit (Yeah) [Chorus] ADHD, I can not see, phantom white T, every night B Insomniac, I can not dream Going to the Reds, Cincinnati And fu*king with my ex, sh*t is too extreme Like why we fall in love, sh*t is nasty fu*king up my head, and I can't see [?] I can not breathe [Verse 2] I woke up with a check on my mind, not no b*tch, not your kind, not no snitch, I ain't got no time, Yeah (Yeah) Got a whole damn team, I gotta cash to grow (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Got your b*tch in my crib, just to pass to bro b*tch come and get your bro, she's a hassle (Yeah, yeah, yeah) In the water with the sharks and the paddle And your bro got the hiccup too, and it's [?] And your b*tch only want us 'cause we international I hit this b*tch, I'm a mother fu*king a**hole fu*k you too, and I hate you too (b*tch) I can't see 'cause it's way too soon And you ain't go no friends, 'cause your way too rude (Yeah) [?] it's a case too If you're caught up in the life, I can't save you And you said for my ass, I can't play you (Yeah, yeah, yeah) And it's brain games too, I can't play you [?] you can't play with him (What) She said, "Oh yeah, I'm dumb", I can't play with him (What) I'ma play with your b*tch

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