
letra de wide eyes - 3200 tre
[intro]
(that’s dirty)
(rj always trippin’, man, rj always trippin’)
like, huh
[verse]
if you really f-ckin’ with me, n-gga, you’ll never stop
huh, always got one up top, yours never c-cked
hm, don’t hold your wrist up next to mine, i got a better watch
hm, i got tired of sittin’ at home, i make the tether pop
like, i had to cut that b-tch off
you wanna get somewhere in life, you gotta cut that b-tch off
unc deal with hardware, he said he never hit soft
and if i pop this pink pill, i ain’t gon’ never get soft, b-tch
huh, don’t tell me i’m too ghetto, i’m still a boss, b-tch
even when it ain’t no beat on, i’ma talk sh-t
huh, they could’ve cut my legs off, i’ll still walk sh-t
come on, when my big bro died, i walked out wearin’ walk sh-t, n-gga
they passed all my brothers clothes down
the trap spot don’t never stop, it’s not gon’ close down
f-ck the rap, i made my name from bein’ road-down
i’m ‘pose to bowl, but i keep knockin’ all these hoes down
like, n-gga, f-ck the pin
when you die, you gon’ leave here by yourself, so f-ck a friend
when i got grown, i told myself i’m not gon’ catch no bus again
i keep a glock and wide eyes, i’m never gon’ get touched again
huh, i had to yell out pause, he actin’ sus’ again
i let her come back, she still played, she f-cked my trust again
how you go from broke-rich to broke? you out of luck again?
f-ck how n-ggas feel, i hit the gym and got my buckets in, n-gga
hm, f-ck a couple hundred g’s, i want some m’s, n-gga
hm, bro said he don’t want no thirty, i got tens, n-gga
huh, what you mean you not a ho? then why you friends with ’em
it’s hard not to speak to tweaks, i used to live with ’em
huh, before i made my first song, i used to wrap stuff
when you f-ck with me, you won’t get a uber, i sittin’ in black trucks
huh, i ain’t fill no building’s yet, but i can pack stuff
all i rap is real sh-t, i do not cap much, come on
i don’t play around, i do not be layin’ down
hm, if i don’t got my glock, i do keep me a k around
hm, i don’t think i’m c breezy, but i can take you down
after i turn your life up, then i gon’ drag you down
like, i might ice you out, then try to buy you out
he said before he grab the ‘bow, he wanna try a ounce
huh, before i turn you to my ho, i gotta try your mouth
hm, i do what the f-ck i want, i don’t be tryin’ out
hm, i don’t be tryin’ stuff, i don’t be highin’ stuff
bae, tell the truth, i don’t like to do that lyin’ stuff
hm, i can only deal with ’em when i be high enough
hm, i don’t know if they love me, i just be buyin’ stuff
come on, i’m sick i ain’t got me no wife, how i keep findin’ sl-ts?
come on, i got the best dope around the town, my sh-t be diamond cut
come on, i should probably go be a pilot, i be fly as f-ck
come on, don’t come around and not stay down, you in my life for what?
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