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letra de storytelling - 1five8

intro
“1five8 that work”
302 sh-t
1five8 sh-t
2207 sh-t
3024l, put that on my grave, you know the f-cking vibes (gang)
gang gang
you know the f-cking vibes, hold it down to the end (grrrr)
woo! woo!
i got a story to tell (for real)

hook
develop my character, i know what’s best
keeping my feelings right under my chest
sometimes you lose the ones you knew the best
keep to myself, stay away from the rest
keep fighting these demons, they come for my flesh
get away from reality to stay in check
got my heart broken, that was a mess
i was nearly a father, i have to confess
can’t trust the ones i love the most
turned 17, almost turned to a ghost
not talking the wraith, i wish i could boast
trying my hardest to stay afloat
is it all worth it? i need to be certain
pull up in a benz, blacked out curtains
loud and the drink, that is my burden
even though i’m still young, i’m going to heaven
verse
write my thoughts, through pen and paper
stack up the paper, save it for later
swim with the sharks, do me a favour
pour me some liquor, i love the flavour
inhale the smoke, got me feeling right
let me know when it’s time to die
the fog is clearing, i’ll be alright
302 on my mind, until i die

step in the party the alcohol hits
i feel myself lifting, down more drinks
this cutie, she bad, she looking real thick
i need that consent, not trynna get nicked
my vision is thin, god d-mn, that’s my sh-t
you can’t feel nothing when drunk
that’s the beauty of it
going shot after shot
it’s demon time, running through thot after thot

while i try forget, these shots hitting different
i’m smiling in person, i’m crying in hidden
i pray i don’t crash, i’m making a living
don’t no one else
choose pain over feeling
while i try forget, these shots hitting different
i’m smiling in person, i’m crying in hidden
i pray i don’t crash, i’m making a living
don’t no one else
choose pain over feeling
riding down the m5
i got loud in my system
she hit up my phone
hear the tone
i don’t listen
she’s sending these texts
they aren’t convicing
forget what she’s done
that was the beginning, not kidding
i know, i know it’s the past
all the pain that remains, it’s a task
just get to the bread
don’t talk to the feds
one call that’s enough
leave you for dead

- 1five8

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