Heave Ho (feat. Frawst) (Explicit)-Konrad OldMoney
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Heave Ho (feat. Frawst) (Explicit) - Konrad OldMoney/XerzeX/Frawst

Composed by:Konrad Abramowicz

Produced by:Konrad OldMoney

I'm just an angry ol' vet

I'm aimin' straight for your head

Ain't got no reason speakin' to you

If we ain't breakin' no bread

I got demons I got ops tryna erase

All my blessings

Dealing with PTSD anxiety and depression

Permanently I'm damaged

Back when we met I was manic

Niggas caught me lackin'

Was too busy chasing the dragon uh

On some ******** you can miss me

Your music ain't it chief

Your latest disc as good as a frisbee uh

Ways wicked till that nail me too an iron 'cross

A nigga with lion paws big dick giant balls

Been wreslting with thought of suicide I'm lost

I get a lot envy from the aura I give off

I'm the type put my balls on your side broads

Y'all be listenin' to music with your eyeballs

Gold watch on my wrist bubble on my bae

Want my money on the double

I don't come for play

Want my money on the double

Want my money on the double

Want my money on the double

I don't come for play

Want my money on the double

Want my money on the double

Want my money on the double

I don't-I don't come for play

Want my money on the double

Want my money on the double

Want my money on the double

I don't come for play

Want my money on the double

Want my money on the double

Want my money on the double

I don't-I don't come for play

Ooh ******* nerds must've struck a nerve

Whenʼll these lil' ************

Thirst buckets learn

You ain't a killer you just a baby gorilla

**** around and catch shell like armadillo

You soft as Jello

Amaretto sour in my cup

To power up we doin' titty bumps

Shots of one fifty one rum

Nose powder make the strippers come hoe

White grams go for sixty bucks look

No more hunger pains

A nigga's tryna eat like bodegas and delicatessens

Love killin' backpackers with lack of direction

No one cares about your message

Kickin' knowledge from back to the essence

No more hunger pains

A nigga's tryna eat like bodegas and delicatessens

Love killin' backpackers with lack of direction

No one cares about your message

Kickin' knowledge from back to the essence

Want my money on the double

Want my money on the double

Want my money on the double

I don't come for play

Want my money on the double

Want my money on the double

Want my money on the double

I don't-I don't come for play

Want my money on the double

Want my money on the double

Want my money on the double

I don't come for play

Want my money on the double

Want my money on the double

Want my money on the double

I don't-I don't come for play

No more hunger pains a nigga's tryna eat

No more hunger pains a nigga's tryna eat

No more hunger pains a nigga's tryna eat

No more hunger pains a nigga's tryna eat

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