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letra de sanctuary - a nino (uk)

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[intro]
i’d take that risk for bro
like how many times was i in the bando whipping up coke?
whipping up coke
i’d take that risk for bro
like how many fiends did i link on the roads?
look, yo

[verse]
i’d take that risk for you
would you ever consign me a pack on t if i ever went broke?
done so much sh-t for you just to end up as strangers too
i put my heart in this zoot
then i spark this blunt and be on the moon
got a missed call on my nokia, sam wants two on two
have you ever been stuck in the bando with too much food
and you’re p-ssed that the food won’t move?
streets got cold so i bought me a canada goose
nowadays they colder so i just got me some tools
had to stop going ot cause it f-cked up my mood
shotting cocainе in the ends but i still got the links for food
i couldn’t bеlieve my eyes when i seen my boy in the news
it’s gonna be time till i see him too
remember them times when we was yutes
and we would just smoke in school
now i got a smoke with me just to keep me cool
pray to allah that i don’t go out like a fool
running up bands, who woulda thought that this would be what i do?
fill my body with drugs and cover my body with dark tattoos
feel stuck in my head, i used to call ro when i didn’t know what to do
now he’s six foot deep and my heart still bleeds for you
why? cah now he woulda been twenty-two
me and bro clapping off caine, you know we got plenty food
stepped on so much caine, that’s how i got off-white on my shoe
sleeping on bando floors, inhaling them dirty fumes
put my pain on a beat, they call it a certi tune
but my pain’s on repeat, still working out what to do
almost lost my sh-t when i seen the boys in blue
you ain’t seen a cat od and you can’t do nothing but keep your cool
but i can’t work no nine-to-five
steve wants two full grams and john wants a nought-point-five
h just patterned the brizz and broke me a nine
we just pattern the strip and f-ck up the line
[outro]
sleeping on bando floors, inhaling them dirty fumes
put my pain on a beat, they call it a certi tune
but my pain’s on repeat, still working out what to do
almost lost my sh-t when i seen the boys in blue

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