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letra de an apology and a rap - atothet

[intro]
[?] trap beats
ayy, yuh
ayy, baby girl i’m-
yeah, ayy
ayy, let me get something off my chest real quick
then i’ma drop the rap
ayy, ayy
baby girl i’m-
yeah, ayy

[verse 1]
baby girl i’m sorry, but i just can’t do it
tried this thing called love, but see, i couldn’t go through it
now you broken bad, covered in scars and bruises
now you’ll never love again, never trust another man
sorry for all the tears and all the pain
all the time you come my way
all the times i turn my back on you and watch me walk away
now i never love again, never trust a girl again
cause it’s all my fault, i know my heart beats cold

[interlude]
i’ma just keep that sh-t bottled in
if you just play it again i might re-hid it
but i won’t do the same sh-t
it’s f-cking rap

[verse 2]
low life too weak, long nights, didn’t sleep
no lights couldn’t eat, one deep on the beat
ya’ll be some wannabes
i get it, your whip is the fastest, your b-tch is the baddest
you got all your girls straight shaking they asses
where you coming from, you given no passes
ice so shiny, i’m gonna need sun glasses
me, b-tch i’m from the north, north
spitting that fire like a torch, torch
bumping that c4 to your door, door
no beef, no more or kick in the door waving the .44
b-tch, i want war and i want much more
coming for the top spot, i’ma be the top dog
running my lips ’till them sh-ts fall off
or the pistol pop off, cut from a different cloth
you a fake, you a fraud
i’m a man, i’m a god
better double your guards
claiming you hard, p-ssy boy, you soft
matter fact, tripe your guards
i do better against worse odds
don’t stop, don’t pause, i’m,a give it my all
’till the day i fall, ayy (ayy)
i remember late night walks with the blade up in my sock
i was creeping through your blocks
dipping on the cops, couldn’t get caught
time is money, i ain’t even got a watch
tik-tok, tik-tok, b-tch just watch
ya’ll f-ck boys like to tik-talk too much, now it’s my turn
sitting on the sidelines, now it’s my time
every line be a fine rhyme, dishing these dimes
come correct, don’t disrespect
i chop the apple right out your neck, ayy
b-tch, i’m in full effect, next one up, i’m on deck
drown you f-cking p-ssies like a god d-mn ship wreck
b-tch, i’m from the past like my parents haven’t met yet
haven’t slept in weeks, i’m talking ’bout these sunsets
broken so long, now i gotta flex
talking ’bout swimming in the meds
can’t seem to find my happiness
just imagine what would ever happen if i catch my breath
spitting ’till no more mc’s left
try and jack my style, that will leave your lip cleft
came at me with everything you got, but not more clips left, ayy
i ain’t ever been one to talk sh-t
ya’ll motherf-ckers like to talk sh-t
know what they say, talk sh-t, get hit
devil in my mind squeezing out the whole clip
swerving on a hoe, yeah, i’m swerving on a b-tch
depressed motherf-ckers, i ain’t ever gon’ switch
sucka, busta
busta, sucka
life’s a b-tch, i would never trust her
i be that motherf-cker, never stutter
matter fact, run your sh-t back
b-tch, where the f-ck were you at when i had that glock unstrapped
aimed to the back of my cap
tap, tap, tap
’till my brains go splat, no lies, straight facts
and for that, never show me your back or that sh-t be over jack, ayy
riding ’round, head down, lurking in the background
banging on my chest, b-tch, i stand my ground, uh
run ’round me, that’s a man down
try and act up, get slapped down

[outro]
whoa now, ayy

- atothet

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