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68 Lyrics by Seedy

2013

[Verse 1]
My city on my back, for you I gotta kill it
The heads gon' nod, now I know you feel it
My fan base like, Seedy you the realest
They gon' feel my presence when the gifted in the building
I'm set to pull a million, shark to a minnow
World gon' sleep on my tracks like a pillow
Girls gon' dig on my tracks, armadillo
Balling with my trees, that's word to Weeping Willows
I know I gotta grind, just to make a mark
Chicks like to major in the breaking of hearts
My crib still popping with a hundred shawties
I be on the Billboard, but I'm never boring
Ayo Real Life, where the party tonight
I got my cup filled with Bacardi and Sprite
I got a couple, hoes already in sight
Cause if you don't get left out, then you partying right
Pissing on the reps of the rich and cool
C'mon son! you get out with that bull
Your raps are like shit, they like a barstool
Ten tens in my whip, it's like a carpool

[Hook]
Yeah, tell me how you feel
Yeah, tell me that it's real
Put your hands in the air
Put your hands in the air
Roll all the windows down
And turn the music real loud
I'm in trouble with the law
Cause confidence weighs like 120 pounds
Yeah, tell me how you feel
Tell me that it's real
Yeah, nod your head with the beat
Yeah, nod your head with the beat

[Verse 2]
When I wanna spit, hardly no one with me
We gon' hit up senior week, down in Ocean City
People wanna find me, unlucky if you miss me
I get head or I get tail, call it fifty fifty
Coining all these phrases, killing all these stages
Stock in different places, I've seen a million faces
I do this and I do that, I finally entered rap
Cause I'm cocky and I'm young, what you know about that
Reckless every evening, what're you believing in
Everybody here drinking National Bohemian
We be living big with ten dollars in our bankroll
World ending at our parties, call me Mr. Franco
They make funny faces, I don't care at all
Yeah I'm in the pink man, word to Aaron Paul
I guess I'm in a lane, a lane like Benes
I don't hear the racket, I'm never playing tennis
Ok. so my team isn't expendable
Everything we do, yeah everything intentional
Word to OCD cause we walking through The Vestibule
Pack the car, hit the road, to a music festival
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About “68” by Seedy

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