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letra de on my feet - b dot & tzb

[produced by beatz era]

[intro: b dot]
man, f-ck n-gga, man, you ain’t with me, you against me
2k18, you know what day it is, it’s b dot, b-tch

[verse 1: b dot]
when i was down, you ain’t help me on my feet
i was up late night, no sleep, so weak
from seeing all my n-ggas lose they life to the street
i put my life on these beats, ok
like martin luther king put his heart in that speech
like trayvon was a star with them cleats
so why he had to let a cracka take him off the streets?
just a bag of skittles and a arizona ain’t no beef
but them crackas only see the color, they don’t see me
they don’t wanna see me do right, they wanna sentence me
wanna give me death penalty
take me away from the ones that mean the most to me
the ones that’s close to me, who gon’ burn that toast for me?
i’m gon’ bring the bread, and bro gon’ cut the loaf for me
hoodied up cuz i ain’t tryna make n0body notice me
let a n-gga run up, the er (ar) give him surgery
he gon’ call the crackas, tell ’em “it’s urgent, please”
he was talking out his mouf and now he need the dentistry
leave him crying for the lord, i bet he join the ministry
ever since my mama died, i never had no sympathy
well, i guess i never had no sympathy since i was 3
when i was hot, ain’t n0body f-ck with me
now a n-gga cool it down, it’s like they tryna test my g
it’s like my grandpa died yesterday
they took the best of him, they left the rest of me
but they left me with the sauce, i got the recipe
imma keep it real, i was born with the loyalty

[verse 2: tzb]
god’ll toss me down to h-ll when i drop
boiled in lava, cooked in fireworks, watching angels fall
no grave for me, corpse incinerated ’cause it broke apart
since i jumped off the overp-ss and landed on a car
or perhaps my skull was shattered from a f-cking gunshot
self-inflicted ’cause of sickness in my brain, and my heart felt pain
certain things may have changed, but my mind stayed the same
now i know why i’m addicted to my own blood stains
it’s self-hate plus all of the years of being degraded
my psychotic friends tried to set me up, those b-tches traitors
so fake, they still smile in my face when i see ’em
self-destruction seemed to be the only answer
but i got a son, i wanna see him as a man
so imma have to be strong
and i go and buy drugs ’cause they help me carry on
sedate me, can’t even get off having s-x with this lady
i’m going through it daily

[outro: tzb]
uh, daily

- b dot tzb

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