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letra de bloodstains - bbykava

these voices in my head keep getting louder and louder
i couldn’t just move from a place, i couldn’t become any prouder
on the block where the cold wind blows i hustle everyday, tryna stack that doe
got my eyes on the prize, gotta stay low key
am i allowed to go

grew up in the ends in a game of life
where the danger lurks
but i hold my ground under these cold streets
do i gotta put in work
got the 19 tucked in my waistline
gotta watch myself in this bullsh-t or crime
i gotta watch my lil brother to not get the same f-cking sh-t in his ages of prime

i wanna make mama proud
like i’m a good of a f-cking son
trying to do all the sh-t but i’m running around with the blood on my gun
i had to run this sh-t and stay in charge, am i really the one
they call me up and they say how it go, i say don’t give a f-ck this is done

from 1 plus 1 we start a rhyme, sh-t equals 2 every time
2 means me and her, she is supposed to be great as dime
let’s multiply our vibe by 3 or 4, add a couple more
threesome, foursome, don’t give a f-ck we just trying to switch the flow

what is the call? mentally f-cked up but i’m not the maniac
though you been looking hungry drooling but you being lazy punk
and it’s like that you a f-cking brat, just tell me where the f-ck he at
i’m up in the sky glowing and grinding and you know what’s up with that
d-ck going in like a p-ssy destroyer just look at my blood and you know this sh-t’s royal
dad told me never to trust all these b-tches if she ain’t the one then she never be loyal
boy just grew up from a bottom to top but top is illusion i never gonna stop

people are saying go big or go home but b-tch look at me
i’ve been through a lot ima mental, you know that i’m up there no rental
some b-tch gonna light up some candles, i swear there’s nothing no gentle
loud b-tch need some attention, you get attached no intention
i’m getting rich no invention, grab me a mil that’s ascension

these voices in my head keep getting louder and louder
i couldn’t just move from a place i couldn’t become any prouder
on the block where the cold wind blows i hustle everyday, tryna stack that doe
got my eyes on the prize, gotta stay low key
am i allowed to go

grew up in the ends in a game of life
where the danger lurks
but i hold my ground under these cold streets
do i gotta put in work
got the 19 tucked in my waistline
gotta watch my back cause it’s not like last time

you know what i’m saying

it ain’t a shame in being yourself to carry your name
we ain’t the same, i’ve been doing this sh-t, you only just came
i had to drop this sh-t and come here, to start this sh-t over again
b-tch don’t get it, i see, aight let me explain
this ain’t a shame to carry your name, we ain’t the same, this ain’t no game
don’t cross your lane, your ass is to blame, couldn’t maintain, lost to cocaine
say you a g, can’t even aim, got no fame, got no game
b-tch you is lame, ain’t insane, and when you fall i will remain

- bbykava

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