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letra de blown n bonkers - berry bonkers

[intro]
i swear i’m in need of a clone
always thinking where do i belong
i’m like whoa kimosabe, rap more than a hobby
they judging me off of my songs
i still call the 813 my home
acting all grown, let me check my tone
all year long, young n-ggas get stoned
don’t use my phone cause i’m so far gone
and it’s all for the…

[hook]
for the bs i have to condone
tnt, i been tired n thrown
telling me that i’m all in the wrong
for the ways that i get in my zone
living with mom, tryna have my own
so much time, i been spending alone
the way that i live is really unknown
cause only i know that i’ ve been blown n bonkers
blown n bonkers, blown n bonkers
i’m blown n bonkers
jacky blue, what it do?
got the vet boyz too & they both be chiefin’ on strong
we p-ssionate & impatient, i swear it shouldn’t take this long
i’m bonkers n blown

[verse 1: big a prado]
aye since a lil n-gga, been a ill n-gga, real n-gga
before the deal n-gga, i done thumbed through a meal n-gga
yeah & still n-gga, i be chill n-gga (chill n-gga)
i ain’t no k!ller, but every time i step out i k!ll n-ggas
and i’m tryna keep my patience, but the way n-ggas been hating
i can’t take it, f-ck around, give southern regional a patient
but that ain’t how i maneuver, since day 1 been a manure
on this road to the riches, i see more sh-t then a sewer
i mean n-ggas talking bout me, & they don’t even know me
yeah it blow me, to relieve my stress i get a b-tch to blow me
all this gold i’m like a trophy
spent yo whole house on my rollie
grey foreign, moving slowly, looking like a rollie pollie, holy moly
p-ssenger my n-gga, berry bonkers
and all we make is hits, don’t make us barry bonds ya
my life been like a nightmare, i’m tryna end it happily
i got myself a dream, tryna turn it into reality

[hook]

[verse 2]
always been fly, but i never been flown
knowing that my pride can’t take no loan
n-ggas outside, posted up like gnomes
twenty fourteen graduate in that dome
too many times i had to postpone
my mixtape release date, was taking too long
got a fist comb that’s made out of chrome
but my nappy -ss hair, prolly break that comb
so many stuggles that a n-gga been shown
it’s no wonder why that a n-gga been blown
gotta make up for the lies i told
had to get paid off the lawns i mowed
made a different way, cause the sh-t got old
and every other day, felt my heart get cold
still getting dizzy from the drank i poured
feeling tnt, get it under control
i’m leaning, i’m slowed
got my gas tank runnin’ on low
i’m sleepy, i’m throwed
and i still gotta carry that load
i’m leaning, i’m slowed
just spilled drank on my clothes
i’m sleepy, i’m throwed
just speeding down these roads
steady drinking like i’m old enough & smoking like it’s legalized
though i don’t do it as much, it’s having effects on my eyes
gotta get it started at the crack of dawn
pacing myself with the metronome
lunch time when a young n-gga sat alone
now rello bring in that saxophone

[hook]

[outro same as intro]
i swear i’m in need of a clone
always thinking where do i belong
i’m like whoa kimosabe, rap more than a hobby
they judging me off of my songs
i still call the 813 my home
acting all grown, let me check my tone
all year long, young n-ggas get stoned
don’t use my phone cause i’m so far gone
and it’s because i’m
bonkers…..n blown

- berry bonkers

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