LOKO
• Written by GioG
Got the oatmeal on the stove fuck the smoke i sesh raps
wake with a cockroach chilling on my bedside
why do I rhyme for I don't know i guess I
got the coldest flow coming straight from the west-side
yes I never been a fake but last night
that shit went over my head and passed out
can't say what the fuck I did but fuck it
pass it i don't wanna live a suspect
success never coming near my doorstep
don't sleep we already got one dormant
sucks this life I'm trynna live I'm stuck in
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GioG
Member since June 6 2014