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letra de voices in my head - a boogie wit da hoodie

[intro]
monsta’s gon’ tear it up

[verse 1]
all she ever wanted was my heart to hurt
no attachments, just a gucci purse
she know i’m mad rich, she think i’m usin’ her
my diamonds mad rich, they so rude to her
and the way i’m actin’ is all due to her
if i think she thottin’, i’m gon’ do it first
i’m gon’ call my side b-tch and we gon’ do the work
she know i’m from highbridge, my chain show through the shirt
the feds locked my man up, free montana
d-mn, all he ever wanted was his bands up
they gave him 10 years for nothin’, keep your head up
if any n-gg-s start to fret, n-gg-, lay ’em out
just listen to all my tracks
’cause i don’t wanna do no interviews, i’m not into that
and i be feelin’ like i’m malcolm, i got the x on my back
and every n-gg- in the x can vouch for me, that’s a fact
i dropped my first mixtape and yeah, that sh-t ran laps
by the time i dropped the bigger artist, like seven million in plaques
got too much gold, i’m way too smart to leave my crib without straps
and any n-gg- run up on us gon’ get hit like that
and i’ma be like n-gg- started what i started
skinny n-gg- with a patek and a pyrex
any n-gg- could get embarr-ssed, come and try it
any n-gg- could get a bad b-tch, just go and buy sh-t

[chorus]
i know, i know
you’re just like all the b-tches i know
why do you know all the b-tches i know?
i think we’re better off as rivals, yeah
i know, i know
why do you know all the b-tches i know?
you’re just like all the b-tches i know
you’re just like all my f-ckin’ rivals, yeah

[verse 2]
and i know, i know
you’re just like all the b-tches i know
insecure, so you got that lipo
i feel like i’m the rappin’ michael, yeah
i think i’m better off without you
and you think i don’t know about the things you do
but i do all the same f-ckin’ things you do
we are both the same, i am just like you, yeah
i know that you get in your feelings, baby, me too
sometimes i swear i say some sh-t that i don’t mean to
i make you feel a type of way, i make you evil
when i was broke, they used to treat me like i’m see-through
they k!lled my n-gg- quado in the projects
and then they k!lled beasty, free peewee
i swear to god, somebody better die next
and if it’s one of my n-gg-s, n-gg-, free me

- a boogie wit da hoodie

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