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letra de slime poetry(intro) - 5dirtyvon

[verse]
in these streets, it takes some time when you on your grind
i was ridin ‘ around with blood and i ain’t doin’ time
mama say, everything your friends do, it’ll fall on you
but i still ain’t listen ’cause i’m livin’ fast
put a switch on, back that glock and bust that n-gga
bro, they got a phone and a junkie, steady callin’
and we had dreams, we’ll ball just like spalding
stuck inside the trenches, yeah, i’m all in

i seen that casket close on faces that i never thought i’d see
when you out here with that heat, you can’t fumble in these streets
two, three on my shoes, two, three on my hip with a beam
get a b-tch some shoes ‘before i ever buy a b-tch a ring
might wear some true religion, true to my religion, slim beliefs
i don’t even want no sprite if that sh-t ain’t even mixed up with no lean
ridin’ with this big ass choppa’, might make this b-tch sing like alicia keys
call bro to choppa a doctor, he f-ck around, put a switch on the arp

don’t call my phone about no body, that sh-t make me think you’ll sing
i know a n-gga that caught a body, got in that room, told everything
watch what you tell these hoes, once they get mad, b-tches switch teams
n-gga did a year in jail, got out, tryna preach like he pusha t
wanna be gang write it in blood, tryna see how a n-gga bleed
how you a dumb felon, get out of jail, just by slimin’ your ass police
ice melt in my cup, i’m sippin’ lean in my body, full of codeine
long live juice wrld, i f-ck around, go to sleep, have lucid dreams

- 5dirtyvon

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