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letra de don't think - bause mason

hoodie on with some sweatpants
got too much heat my sweat glands
got stress man, can’t stress man
too busy wanting to be the best man
engaging sh-t for some less scam
my momma feel this sh-t i say yes mam
buy a crib that’s the next plan
for now i gotta make my blessed brand
or my brand blessed, have my voice bless
success only heard when your family rest
so i work hard, work harder
take attributes from my late father
ain’t in a grave but he been away
worked so d-mn hard he had to get away
but i made a way make absence stay
and create ambition from far away
last conversation we ever had
was about this girl that’s had me mad
cause she had my heart, but she had me sad
stomped that sh-t but i never flagged
my white flag for that right stand
surrender my soul for some nights man
and i love her hard when she kiss me soft
i pray every night that she miss me oft’
but i’m getting off from this grey hound
been stuck too long on this grey ground
these jungle gyms my playground
got nothing nothing left to do but say now
yeah right now, i gotta change
fore’ my mind start getting strange
i’ve felt the pain i’ve felt the rain
been soaked so long my skin been stained

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and i feeling rage or i’m feeling mange
got a target on my head while i walk the range
but i’m walking tall chin up and all
closed eyes reach the finish before i fall
cause before it all got no one there
got roaches in my room, n0body care
this one girl was always fair
but she gotta find herself so i’m running scared
if she find someone, she losing me
can’t find myself to go and breathe
you not by me, will you stand by me or watch me go
been you from the start can’t let you go
my deck you heart can’t let you fold
spitting love on the mic thought i let you know
i want you as my wife get old and grow
been it’s too long that you’ve been here
trust issues brung true fear
but trust the picture it’s too dear
and it’s true dear, its you dear
can’t get too far unless you near
since grade ______, been my one mate
you call it love, or call it fate
my time on your watch and i’m never late
your lips on my lips always feeling great
don’t let me dance alone if i come late
and i’ve complained i’ve f-cked up
but you the only that’s bucked up
for the sun up, till the suns down
hold you every night thas a must now
stole my heart gets cuffs now
this sh-t way more than l-st now

- bause mason

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