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letra de all luv - angelo mota

yeah
call up, when i’m balled up
chipping armor, with my arms up
keep my honor, keep my guard up
cause it’s all love, till it’s all up
then it’s stuck there, then it’s all f-cked
if it’s one of us, then it’s all us
it was all l-st, when i called up

but i popped a pill and thought about you for the whole ride home
wanna be alone till you really on your own
i can’t have propellers, this a no-fly zone
can’t get high together ‘less you brought your homegirls
i can’t trust us when we spend a lot of time alone
it ain’t nothing wrong if we talking on the phone
for a while while you zoned, and i’m riding to thе store
trying not to choke, feel the “ribbit” in my throat
hеad on a swivel, can you keep it ten toes?
even in a zone you ain’t never been before?
i can’t be distracted from the problems of my own
contemplating gold and the selling of my soul, that’s the
sh-t you already know
sh-t i already told you
sh-t you already know
sh-t i already told you
if i wait for a sign, how long would it be?
i can hate sometimes but it’s hard to perceive
i can keep my thoughts like a dog on a leash
if they don’t back down then they all get released
in the upside-down it gets harder to see
plenty strange things playing father to me
any sane thing would have started to leave
heart on my sleeve, overdressed for the heat
but i can’t seem to stick up for my head, dog
i can’t seem to wake up for this bread, dog
i found ways around it, i made shortcuts
i won’t deal with it till it’s forced up
then it’s torched up, pocket staying the same
some things never change, i’m hoping i’m wrong mane
i’d rather go sit in propane flames, than ever go sit in the rain
i’d rather see myself every day, than ever go see you again
yeah

that’s why i call up, when i’m balled up
dripping armor, with my arms up
keep my honor, keep my guard up
cause it’s all love, till it’s all up
then it’s stuck there, then it’s all f-cked
if it’s one of us, then it’s all us
it was all l-st, when i called up
but i popped a pill and thought about you for the whole ride home
wanna be alone till you really on your own
i can’t have propellers, this a no-fly zone
can’t get high together ‘less you brought your homegirls
i can’t trust us when we spend a lot of time alone
it ain’t nothing wrong if we talking on the phone
for a while while you zoned, and i’m riding to the store
trying not to choke, feel the “ribbit” in my throat
head on a swivel, can you keep it ten toes?
even in a zone you ain’t never been before?
i can’t be distracted from the problems of my own
contemplating gold and the selling of my soul, that’s the
sh-t you already know
sh-t i already told you
sh-t you already know
sh-t i already told you

when i go, bet i’m gon’ leave something
i’ll knock twice if i need something
might look back but i keep running
you could never match my speed running
i got back on my knees for it
just got back on my feet from it
might look back but i keep running
you could never match my speed, running
when i go, bet i’m gon’ leave something
i’ll knock twice if i need something
might look back but i keep running
you could never match my speed running
i got back on my knees for it
just got back on my feet from it
might look back but i keep running
you could never match my speed, running

- angelo mota

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