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letra de dead inside - bak jay

[intro]
(yo lucas, you heard?)

[chorus: bak jay]
boy, this sh-t be on the floor, we got all type of sh-t
sorry, baby, i’m a player, it’s a lot that i can pick
she fine as h-ll, stay with her hair done, oh, that’s my type of b-tch
h-lla tatted up, got ass on her, on god, all type of thick

[refrain: bak jay]
can’t fight a gun
i’ve been goin’ so hard, just like the laws, they say i’m on the run
took a pill a couple hours ago, i’m just now geekin’ up
i don’t know what’s wrong with me, daddy say that i need love
had to get up off my ass, i had got tired of havin’ nothin’

[verse 1: bak jay]
if you gon’ slide, then grab a b-tton, know i’m gon’ ride, ain’t no discussion
we put so much in their sh-t, they all start divin’ and start duckin’
from time-to-time, i do be f-ckin’, i can’t lie, i just be thuggin’
bro don’t work at a mcdonald’s, but he hop out, tag your nugget
okay, she got that bag on her
she lovе to go to parties and get turnt up off of drugs
i got two m’s this year, nеxt year, on god, i got triple that
if i tell you you my brother, this on god, i got your back
said i’m gon’ stop goin’ in raw, godd-mn, i slipped up and i did
you get swept up if i say it
run him in, gon’ hop out trippin’ with that switch, he knock heads
don’t wanna go home, tryna get outside and hoop
i ain’t come up on my own, i got god, give thanks to you
put this on bak, broke your sh-t like g.i. j
h-ll nah, that be big joe
he hold the fully arp like it’s pistol and let it blow
this sh-t be nothin’, don’t talk, don’t do no fussin’
i got too much on my sleeve
let me pop this other pill so i can go to sleep
baby, tell me if you love me still while you’re nowhere to be
to be found
please don’t make no sound
[chorus: bak jay]
boy, this sh-t be on the floor, we got all type of sh-t
sorry, baby, i’m a player, it’s a lot that i can pick
she fine as h-ll, stay with her hair done, oh, that’s my type of b-tch
h-lla tatted up, got ass on her, on god, all type of thick

[verse 2: noodah05]
yeah
my lifestyle crazy, so i chose you to keep me sane (i did)
locked in forever, but you won’t never see a ring (no)
and she all-natural, i can see it in her shape (i can)
i wanna love you, but i don’t got what it take
i’m too focused on gettin’ high, they spend their money all on drank
catch me copin’ with my feelings, i’m outside, but i’m okay
if she love me, we at the p-wn shop, then put it in her name
i got a private life, i’m out of sight, ain’t really into fame
dracos for the cars, glocks and switches for houses
tried to hide my heart on my sleeve, too bad you found it
made the baddest get on their knees, know 5 ain’t loungin’
goin’ harder than i ever did, i need an accountant

[refrain: bak jay & noodah05]
i’ve been goin’ so hard, just like the laws, they say i’m on the run (bak too)
took a pill a couple hours ago, i’m just now geekin’ up (bak)
i don’t know what’s wrong with me, daddy say that i need love
had to get up off my ass, i had got tired of havin’ nothin’
[outro: bak jay]
got tired of havin’ nothin’
daddy say that i need love
to be found
please don’t make no sound

- bak jay

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