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letra de survive - beku san

h-llo it’s carolina’s most wanted
body bag came with a bow on it
willing to reap what i sow

i got a year older
heart got a year colder
temperature drop when i step on the road

go getting reckless
i’m too well connected
you sending for me and they flocking like crows

serving these fiends
pray for their souls
they get a taste and they never let go

blood on my hands, deal went sideways
peel off the highway too many blues on the 58
made that brick dance, dance, jive
i take a hit and revive
700 bolt in the hood
how else i’m suppose to survive?

still waters run deep
remind me to hydrate
alive in the worst way
enough of that he say/she say
lets listen and hear what the heat say
young and misguided ain’t n0body’s hero
work of the idle- manos del diablo
i cut the lights and i swim through the shallows
bag up and bury the sticks in the sticks
burnt me before i ain’t taking the risk
you make the call and i’m taking the shift
willing to die for that sh-t on your wrist hm?

seeing’s believing
and you gotta be here to see it
man you gotta be here to see it

went and got thrown in that backseat for holding a couple of zips
sh-t that that taught me i’ll never forget
ruger revolver i’m too well equipped
why he so calm when he loading that clip huh?

boy i done been through this sh-t
losing control, fork in the road- know that i pivot and sh-t

i get to snapping my vision is covered in red
them louboutins matching your head
my fingers get sticky
whenever i walk in givenchy security calling the feds
sh-t gon’ get dicey ahead
life of a man whose been left and mislead
maybe i’m better off dead

h-llo it’s carolina’s most wanted
body bag came with a bow on it
willing to reap what i sow
i got a year older
heart got a year colder
temperature drop when i step on the road

go getting reckless
i’m too well connected
you sending for me and they flocking like crows

serving these fiends
pray for their souls
they get a taste and they never let go

blood on my hands, deal went sideways
peel off the highway too many blues on the 58
made that brick dance, dance, jive
i take a hit and revive
700 bolt in the hood
how else i’m suppose to survive?

- beku san

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