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letra de leave me alone - b3nbennett

(verse 1) (ben bennett)
please stop leave me alone
writing for days it’s my escape, can’t stop i’m in the zone
typing in notes, words of my own, don’t hide there ain’t ghost
still a bit shy but feeling myself and won’t stop til’ i’m known

that is a promise i’m just being honest i want deeper pockets and benefits, profits man ben is a prophet he make a deposit and that sh-t colossus
not selling narcotics delivering boxes, if i find a beat i put it six feet right in a coffin
harvesting beats like dwight from ‘the office’
overthinking got me thinking of nonsense

like please stop leave me alone
my days been rough i take a few puffs and my mind start to roam
hope somebody hear my song and realize they ain’t alone
do sh-t for you the real ones will stay but the fakes they come and go

(verse 2) (ben bennett)
tryna feel buzzed need a light and and a bong
tryna feel buzzed need a light and a bong
plan to see stars and infinity and beyond
brand new car sad the mini van gone
nice -ss whip, black and its slick, got no black in the tint
one night got a little too ripped drive by two plus ten
know he’s gonna flick flick, hear a whoop whoop know my nights boutta end
but he went to left, see blue lights fly in this b-tch
like why didn’t he arrest me i’m high as sh-t, he must be blind as sh-t
imma head home now, think this weeds getting to my dome now
making a banegr whith guap the only way i know how

(verse 3) (pnf guapo)
i f-ck with this song, shoutout to lil’ ben
i would k!ll myself if it wasn’t a sin
got scars from the wounds and the cuts on my skin
my momma like, “boy where you been?”
don’t worry ma, pnf been in the trap
you try to play me that’s a wrap
i used to kick doors in the gap
i am a horrific figure because of my vigor, they look at my skin call me n—a
truly it’s more to my color
she think i’m a sucker
i know she suck d-ck undercover
lil’ n—a stay out the streets
i’m tryna eat
its ben and lil guap on the beat
we dropping bangers on bangers,i can not change her
i’m off the hook like a hanger
don’t chase a b-tch
like my name get to the guap
just like the picture get cropped, i will not stop
you don’t got bands, you an opp
flexing with guns like they props
claiming you be in the trenches
i don’t like snitches, play me you sleep with the fishes
you in the house washing dishes
i’m doing missions to pay my lil brother tuition

- b3nbennett

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