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letra de wwu///6ix - atothet

[pt. 1: wwu]

[intro]
wh-wh

[chorus]
where were you, i don’t know (i don’t know)
where were you, no show (no show)
where were you when i wrote my suicide note (that’s true)
where were you when i supposed to let it go, ayy
where were you b-tch, i don’t know (i don’t know)
where were you b-tch, no show (no show)
where were you when i wrote my suicide note, f-ck (that’s sh-t is f-cking true)
where were you when i was supposed to let it go, ayy

[verse 1]
b-tch, where the f-ck were you at
let me alone without my raps, so i wrote
and wrote ’till all my fingers snapped and cracked
don’t know how to act, anxiety attack, i can’t relax
make a f-ck boy fall back, arms with bars, metaphorical straps
they can get a whole team scratched
my financial wack as saying that to me up in the past
three thing don’t last, so i never want go back, ayy
to feel my mind, that sh-t no longer control me
we were never homies, left me by my lonely
while i was right in the bottom with too many problems and no way to solve ’em
so i put the blade to my vein and let that sh-t sank
put the gun to my brain and i let that sh-t bang
these nights be the same, but the days be different
energy drains from the pills in the system
f-ck my sickness, y’all went missing though
f-ck the change and no f-cks be given
sh-t, guide the way that i was living
so all these beats i started k!lling
and my friend, then you my competition
f-ck

[verse 2]
dancing with the devil
if i would ride you, be the pedal
don’t meddle with the rebel
smoke coming from my mic, i think i’m burning metal
see, i be on my 2pac and nas sh-t
your negative energy got me feeling nausea, i’m honest
i need a monest, i need them hardest
regardless, i don’t want this, ayy
i was skipping school when my summer f-cked up
never scared to knock a dog, never gave a f-ck
not to many men that i could every trust
so i came up with no team
trap at my lonely’s as they don’t feel me
made it through the cold, know sh-t be o.t
drowning my soul, hit the bottom of the sea
don’t believe in god, i believe in me
got it tatted on my ribs, so its what it breath
it be your boy, atothet

[segue]

[pt. 2: 6ix]

[verse 3]
y’all be rolling and smoking the dank
me, i be stacking my cake
laughing my way to the bank
give a f-ck what the f-ck would they think
climbing and rising up ranks
f-ck out my face, b-tch, give me some sp-ce
i’m working so hard, you must think i’m a slave
to late to the stake, i burn that bridge and i felt bit away
bagging the pants and my hoodie be black
six, six, six, with a eight, o eight
that be a deadly wish
i be the devil from straight from h e double hockey stick
spit on the kettle, sh-t, fire away
lil b-tch, i’m the sh-t
working too hard on this
y’all ain’t been the hardest hitting
do a drive by, be electric, she was f-cking spark, its hot
tell me, you harder than this
shoot from the three, when i shoot, don’t miss
give a motherf-cker sp-ce, real sh-t
that i spit on my two lips
yo, your ops so mad, but its hit
got that sh-t son, know i gotta dip
mind f-cked up, i’m never gonna skip
boy, you looking at me, got snakes in your eyes
if i roll a die, i’m getting six twice
you couple of fiend, you ain’t have this nice
how i put my f-cking life in these lines
like my name was whitney houston
they again my b-lls will miss this sh-t
to confusing, b-tch you cruising for a bruising
and i be your captain, b-tch what happening
told you once, f-ck this rapping, told you twice
with these bars, i’m never f-cking lacking

- atothet

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