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letra de 1v1 rust - ayceeonethirty

(verse)

boy i finished my grandma’s last cigarette when she passed
gotta watch the way i’m talkin, know they stalkin on my ass
hard to relax when you caught up in the act livin fast
i get paxton to jazz em out the back on the snap
the glass shatters, beer in my grip and you know the reference
if she trash at it, f-ckin this b-tch like there’s no connection
yeah i know that i’m scum, bummin off friends’ packs
throwin 40 bottles around the slum on my bent path
still i made a dent with this
payin my mama rent with this
knowin that i should’ve been finished
back when n0body was givin a f-ck and the pen listened
independent they won’t own the power in me
never been about no envy, bring em up the mountain with me
i try to elevate above but it’s hard when you know you from it
was f-ckin your homies cousin for crystal baggies, she’d bump it
like f-ck it, could die for nothin, they’ll eat you to make a come up
the speed of your life get linked to the length you can pull a gun up
i don’t sleep with no liquor, feelin less of a human
these misadventures remind me of why my life i been usin
assume the mags in possession only for snappin and flexin
covered in scratches then jackin her daddy jag on my exit

(hook)

this how i roll through
the druff zoo, yeah my skunk glue
pull up they gon learn about the art of war
sun tzu
as if i couldn’t cut through
you and your crew regardless of the front tooth
1v1 rust you
f-ck you
they know me
all through my city, yeah my root deep
on my way to richie’s lose the police takin poole street
and can’t n0body move me, gon die up on my two feet
my b-tch’ll ride in back cause she got ass that cover two seats

(verse)

never waste a minute on what could’ve been
rarely seen a f-ckin b-tch i wouldn’t put it in
growin up in h-ll i don’t see i way i couldn’t sin
cigarette lit up on the outside lookin in
they like to say i’m a mess and they know the best when they talkin
barely avoided the cuffs and the cells they wanted me locked in
i clack the bottles together, shower the b-tch like i’m austin
they quarantinin my house cause they know i’m constantly coughin up off this

(hook)

- ayceeonethirty

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