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letra de any way - b.k.p.

verse 01:
f-ck if the man on damage
godd-mnit
cause d-mn i’m rampant
i’d know i’d win this, but d-mn i’ve no handed this
now i got to plan it
yeah, making diagrams with all this jam it
i got a girl name bonnie
honest like abraham, i’m a pirates fan
so i’ma about to write ya another stanza, oooh
so i’ma about to recruit
when it looked rough people went aaachhuuu!
(chill) b-tches on my head about to be a baby boom
but these girls think i’m cute from my head to my shoes, thank my mama
people stare at my t–th, but i make it hard for them to breath
and that is the f-cking truth
woah i’m spittin like a goof
who would expect i’d end up a recluse
i ain’t have a warden, i fly like me jordan
i don’t like flu’s, but people mock my performance
so much vision is more like a burden
yeah, i’ve been replayin, i begin conveyin
since i’ve wrote these lines, sittin in my room
with these thoughts when hangin with them gangsters
let’s go back to when moms and me was releashin angers, uhh
yeah, that’s why i’m disguised in, huh?
a promise with all this fungus
sh-t, i moved from my city
tryna get my ma’s to move wit me
f-ck the free world, you gon’ miss me?
tell me why i am so brilliant?
i don’t bite these nasty flows
i just tryin and create different woes
and them girls got me spittin hard
cause they steal me and beat me like i’m off guard
you bet it

pre-hook:
d-mn we’ve been through some sh-t
know we’ve been through some sh-t
granny done hated and sh-t
and i done dipped
then i started to spit
let me say some sh-t
let me say some sh-t
yeah, you don’t got to get a crib, no, momma
you ain’t gon tell me again, you ain’t gotta tell it, no, no

hook: [x2]
i ain’t gon’ stop till i get it, no
i ain’t gon’ stop till i get sh-t, no
i ain’t gon’ stop till i get it, motherf-cka
nah, never gon stop till i ain’t get it anyway

verse 02:
now we on too somethin?
or did i just think of somethin?
honestly i can’t tell, i can’t foretell
hey? who that? she so stunning
oh, d-mn she just another nothing
oh, she ain’t the type to be loving
coldheartly man she’s nothing, she’s like the second coming, aye
just cause you dress all trashed
don’t hide the fact you is my last
what you think this is mothaf-cka?
ain’t gon’ back, when you was my set back
it’s just that life ain’t just some game that you can hack, mothaf-cka
living down in bolyd street
thought you was my missing piece
but now you sit and laugh at me
because you pushed me into that black sea
now, that same lightskin you mothaf-ckers sh-tted on
got pants too tight you can’t even fit them on
name too big i’ll be writin 56 different cover songs
b-lls so big got hoes making my d-ck prolong
then i moved from pit, i need a f-ckin theme song
cause when i enter people cheer me along
only got 40 bucks to my name look at the sh-t i’ve figured out
i swear i’ma make my mama proud right about now

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- b k p

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