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letra de the warning - ashon

the warning

[verse 1: ashon]
sometimes i take a look at my son
how somebody so innocent make think of a gun
how somebody so innocent make me think of a murder
or the lavish whips the things i think i deserve to
have in my life i’m seeing c0ke filled nights
or borderline nightmares i need a high price
that’s why i gotta charge
i deal with ego’s of n-ggas who think they god
so why would i get closer to you when i know that your a judas
what i’m not is going thru this
this is life i didn’t choose it
came from dna who lived a gangster life
who’s ambition could k!ll him to get this money right
necessary tactics on the road to the gold
i steer this sh-t off and crash this whip into a pole

was it because i prayed to god for a million?

[verse 2: ashon]

it’s more of wish than a prayer
it’s more than the sun it’s my own personal glare
it’s more this woman
that i’m loving
fell out of love with her she only fell for thugging
nighttime shatters
just like the gl-ss inside a window pane
diamond cut frames
to give me peace to my name
or plaques inside of frames
broken up diamonds crushed to look like cocaine
waterfalls pour to look like champagne
represent celebration sad clowns feeling pain
my man went insane
he had a bad batch and all he wish for me is fame
there’s no success to his name
dream broken
that’s why i break the clip off
in anybody outspoken
gun dust’ll be floating

was it because i prayed to god for a million?

[verse 3: ashon]

luxury
is becoming me
turnt me into something not supposed to be
i want these pictures of these presidents inside my clothes you see
religion not a catholic but still i hold these rosary
i feel somebody close to me
is gonna reap the benefit of holding g’s
or maybe even mill’s just from knowing me
i’m trying to bring that kinda paper in
i fight myself trying not to sin
but i do the sh-t again
long as we see the paper not trying to see the pen
that’s why i write these money dreams out of my black pen
to see us win i’m writing money sh-t again
for those who say i talk about the same sh-t
i’m trying to speak it to existence til i’m gang rich
f-ck you think my aim is

was it because i prayed to god for a million?

- ashon

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