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letra de maverick - andreas

[verse]
you get to be what you want
i get to live when i put up a front
do that when i smoke my blunts
this world ain’t just something for me and someone
i can depend
i can depend
i can relate to those people who sin
i am not a saint, a god
just a friend
runnin’ through the paint
let the odd color in

[pre-chorus]
is it ’cause i got b-tches now?
are you mad i got b-tches now?
is it ’cause i got b-tches now?
are you mad i got b-tches now?

[chorus]
is it ’cause i got b-tches now?
(yeah, ooh)
and you ain’t with me now?
(and you ain’t with me now)
i’m okay with either way that this could play, and it could go
i’m too used to seeing faces blow away in wind below
and it’s ’cause i got b-tches now
(and it’s ’cause i got b-tches now)
and you ain’t with me now
(you ain’t, you ain’t with me now)
so familiar, i can taste it in my blood and in my bones
i ain’t think you were a waste, and that’s just sum’ that you should know
[bridge]
i am a bad kid
i am a maverick
if i ever had a bag in my life, i wouldn’t say that i had sh-t
’cause most of these people are bad
and they gonna wish it on you everlasting
guess it’s how funny how they had something
way before they said that they ain’t have it
i could push up on you half as hard as anyone was ever acting
i would think that i could laugh as hard
at things that stay back in the past tense
maybe things are supposed to add towards the moments you are interacting with
enter into your own past to seeadjacently who’d done the practicin’

[verse]
yeah
on god
homies never felt home, no lie
brodie’s gotta sell phones off ties
i was in the cell phonin’ all mines
yeah
huh
no time
no waiting on the dell tones, no line
little shorty dealt dome, no cryin’
tried to hit my self-core, like, “why?”
(like why, like why, like why)
malign
i treat ya like a shelf-hoe in spite
swords are cuttin’ health, though, in life
the blades are sharp as h-ll, bro, both sides
they’re cuttin’ through my sh-ll-toes, both sides
the blade of woe and bellicose, it smites
bl–dy clothes, i’ve been here all night
[chorus 2]
raw paper kinda got me lost
i can’t do everything
you ain’t gotta be my wedding ring
uh
all green blues in my mind
i’m steady dreaming
but they don’t wanna see you shine!
they already scheming
uh
don’t talk down if you were down there with me
i’m not the only who had pictured things more simply
i know you on the run
you ain’t never have no siblings
i only have the one
you moved on and never missed me
but you weren’t number one
no, there was never one

[outro]
i confess
i’ve become more lost than i may have before professed
i can’t touch a star and then proceed to say i’m blessed
i won’t ever get to see the world go at its best

- andreas

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