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ultra rare - last pour lyrics

why you always gotta second_guess yourself?
put it on the hand you’re dealt
demons in my head, that’s why i’m never by myself
we are real, you’re just product on the shelf
look around, ask yourself, like “who really got the crown?”
k!lled myself, had to do it for my mental wealth
had to get away from everyone that wants to see me drown

ultrarare came to take the belt
with the stealth, tryna break you from the spell
you can tell when we pull up just by the smell
always blowin’ fat bats, no comparin’ this ain’t show ‘n’ tell
now the party don’t start ’til we break it out, and break it down, roll another one, keep it movin’, can’t slow down
why the f_ck would i stop now?
finally seein’ some results in my bank account

’cause sick of bein’ sad _ don’t think about what we had
hear this sh_t _ it makes me mad
before depression and
[?]
turns to suicidal thoughts
you keep small_talk’ with your friends
i can’t breathe around the fake
at the bottom of the lake _ said i grabbed her by the heels
“let the hanging dry out [?]”
what the f_ck is “clout”?
officiate the bout, we’ll meet face_to_face unless you have some doubts
so i came to take the stage. get this sh_t
[?]
i’m my own saving grace
[?]
leave without a trace
[?]
i need some sp_ce
you all just want a taste of the saw ’til
[?]
up this field
take this sh_t off the rails
[?]

- ultra rare lyrics

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