Lyrics Quicksand - SLUMBOYARDEE
Life
can't
get
no
worse
It
feel
like
nothin
works
Niggas
pouring
mud
cause
we
can't
get
out
the
fucking
dirt
Ion
trap
I
jug
only
difference
I
be
out
the
courts
& The
difference
between
life
and
death
is
just
a
fucking
hearse
Becky
got
6 figures
in
the
bank
ain't
nothing
to
run
down
a
purse
See
the
Louie
Lock
shining
Ima
pull-up
and
put
in
reverse
Right
nigga,
wrong
timing,
black
and
born
with
the
curse
The
activist
making
it
worse
You
actively
picking
your
hearse
I
seen
trend
setters
Real
trappers
Soundcloud
Real
rappers
Niggas
talk
bananas
like
a
tweet
really
peel
backwards
Went
from
smoking
honey
berry
to
the
cream
backwoods
Don't
worry
bout
my
bag
boy
the
money
exact
Counting
cash,
keeps
my
ego
in
tact
I
see
everything
in
green
& black
Bitch
I'm
21
wit
cataracts,
Swervos
on
my
feet,
fuck
RAFs
Feds
watching
Catch
me
slipping
Better
odds
of
Kobe
flopping
Beat
a
case
wit
Kap
when
I
still
called
that
nigga
Scottie
Pippen
Look
how
they
did
Kapernick
No
capping
we
oppressed
You
could
race
the
competition
Ima
race
my
net
Life
can't
get
no
worse
It
feel
like
nothin
works
Niggas
pouring
mud
cause
we
can't
get
out
the
fucking
dirt
Ion
trap
I
jug
only
difference
I
be
out
the
courts
& The
difference
between
life
and
death
is
just
a
fucking
hearse
Becky
got
6 figures
in
the
bank
ain't
nothing
to
run
down
a
purse
See
the
Louie
Lock
shining
Ima
pull-up
and
put
in
reverse
Right
nigga,
wrong
timing,
black
and
born
with
the
curse
The
activist
making
it
worse
You
actively
picking
your
hearse
I'm
stuck
in
my
ways
I'm
steady
praying
I
been
gone
so
long
I
hope
my
momma
don't
mistaken
me
I
been
in
the
studio
recording
for
the
sake
of
me
Protecting
my
soul,
I
hope
the
devil
stay
away
from
me
This
shawty
brought
me
in
for
perjury
She
said
she
worry
me
She
don't
know
what
she'd
do
if
I
go
underneath
From
the
block,
the
sun
was
sweet
I'm
itching
for
a
hundred
beans
Falling
to
the
ground
and
I'm
stuck
Money
in
front
of
me
But
I
can't
get
it
I
reached
so
hard
for
the
digits
Ain't
pulling
back,
on
my
menace
I'm
in
the
sport,
like
it's
quidditch
So
getcha
tickets
quick
I
ain't
really
into
all
that
kicking
it
If
I
don't
stack
a
mill
I
don't
know
what
I
what
I'm
gone
be
dealing
with
Quicksand
Quicksand
Tryna
get
my
homies
a
new
wristband,
wristband
But
I
can't
grow,
I'm
probably
stuck
in
Quicksand
Quicksand
Shawty
said,
why
you
being
so
distant,
distant?
I
don't
know
I'm
probably
stuck
in
Quicksand
Quicksand
Tryna
get
my
homies
a
new
wristband,
wristband
But
I
can't
grow,
I'm
probably
stuck
in
Quicksand
Quicksand
Shawty
said,
why
you
being
so
distant,
distant?
I
don't
know
I'm
probably
stuck
in
Life
can't
get
no
worse
It
feel
like
nothin
works
Niggas
pouring
mud
cause
we
can't
get
out
the
fucking
dirt
Ion
trap
I
jug
only
difference
I
be
out
the
courts
& The
difference
between
life
and
death
is
just
a
fucking
hearse
Becky
got
6 figures
in
the
bank
ain't
nothing
to
run
down
a
purse
See
the
Louie
Lock
shining
Ima
pull-up
and
put
in
reverse
Right
nigga,
wrong
timing,
black
and
born
with
the
curse
The
activist
making
it
worse
You
actively
picking
your
hearse
1 Excuses?!
2 Role Play
3 First Time Freestyle
4 Lot On My Mind
5 Murda x3
6 C.B.F.
7 War Zone
8 Quicksand
9 Don't Change
10 Fuck! (Make Up)
11 Parlez-vous Francais
12 All Them Years
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