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letra de dramatic - big coach the big homie

(intro: big homie)
maybe i’m too dramatic, maybe i’m too dramatic
not perfect, worth it! and i don’t really feel like trying
maybe i’m too dramatic, maybe i’m too dramatic
(so time heals all wounds i guess)

(verse 1: big homie)
moon knight, no sleep, giza
5k cash for the visa
i don’t feel nothing, kinda like anesthesia
bye-bye-bye felicia!
cups of robitussin
caught a coffin now i’m puffin (wait)
on my own it’s nothing
dirty money, scrub and scrubbing (d-mn)
life be terrifying had a dream where i was dying
wake up, nothing fair, just violence
tried to scream but it was silent (ooh)
police got they weapons, stepping
say ya prayers call the reverend
drop a signal, get the message
if i go i hope it’s heaven…
in the meantime
i’m down 4 life like 3 crimes
i traded my life for the peace sign
and it’s still f-ck 12, free slime!
okay
late late nights in bora bora
protein, water, fauna, flora
holy scriptures, allah, torah
found some blessings, found my aura
got soul, got bigger
getting too old can’t hold my liquor
mountains, molehills, pressure, fissure
life is loud and death is whispers
(yikes!)
still can’t sleep sometimes
holy wars and piece of mind
patient… i just need a sign
i can just wait in line, and take my time…
(hook: big homie)
heart was broken, now its frozen
“how’s your ex?” bruh we ain’t spoken!
maybe i’m too dramatic
maybe i’m too dramatic
not perfect, worth it!
and i don’t really feel like trying
maybe i’m too dramatic
maybe i’m too dramatic
heart was broken, now its frozen
“how’s your ex?” bruh we ain’t spoken!
maybe i’m too dramatic
maybe i’m too dramatic
not perfect, worth it!
and i don’t really feel like trying
maybe i’m too dramatic
maybe i’m too dramatic

(verse 2: big homie)
touchdown, heathrow, london (whoo!)
homie we up to something
i got bags on bags, it look like dunkin
and i got the drip like the ship was sunken (gross)
heart was broken, now it’s frozen
“how’s your ex?” bruh we ain’t spoken
sacrificing i was chosen
heavy crowns you know the slogan
just evil people
house divided nothing equal
talk is cheap but the flow is regal
one more dose i just hope it’s lethal (yikes!)
maybe i’m too dramatic
heart was racing beat sporadic
home was foreign felt nomadic
ran away but that got static! (d-mn!)
i’m like che
ain’t no pigs welcome on my bay
ig wylin’, just like ye
and i be smiling like this ok, ok ok?
real talk life these days is gross
please stay back you way too close
wrist work gaudy, adios
over pain & overdose
one, two, three, i’m overseas
i’m overweight and over skis
the bluest island, rover keys
the fields of greenest clover trees
don’t beef with me
i ain’t know peace that recently
still no pops on the frequency
and i’m taking these losses frequently (f-ck!)
(hook: big homie)
heart was broken, now its frozen
“how’s your ex?” bruh we ain’t spoken!
maybe i’m too dramatic
maybe i’m too dramatic
not perfect, worth it!
and i don’t really feel like trying
maybe i’m too dramatic
maybe i’m too dramatic
heart was broken, now its frozen
“how’s your ex?” bruh we ain’t spoken!
maybe i’m too dramatic
maybe i’m too dramatic
not perfect, worth it!
and i don’t really feel like trying
maybe i’m too dramatic
maybe i’m too dramatic

(verse 3: big homie)
real talk life be catastrophic
hide from drones and phony prophets
food for thought is spent on rockets
broken dreams and empty pockets
testify and net deposits
i don’t need no help bruh i got this
take this gun and f-ckin c-ck it…
d-mn i almost lost it
whew!
is it me or is it lately
politicians lying daily
plus tuition f-cking crazy
know my worth and they don’t pay me
i got dreams of seeing eighty
i be drinking on this baileys
planting trees is seen as shady?
is there hope for all these babies?
not perfect, worth it!
give me the loot; we deserve it (yikes!)
sorry i made you nervous
bow your head and feel this worship (woo!)
i fell down and found my purpose
round and round it’s like a circus
mountain high and scratching surface
can’t lie i can’t be purchased (facts)
it’s no illusion
no new friends and revolutions
homie you trash it’s past pollution
i got the family, i got solutions oh! (ooh)
what is gained is what is proven
all this pain and fame and music
fits of rage, distribution
what remains, it’s a movement!
(hook: big homie)
heart was broken, now its frozen
“how’s your ex?” bruh we ain’t spoken!
maybe i’m too dramatic
maybe i’m too dramatic
not perfect, worth it!
and i don’t really feel like trying
maybe i’m too dramatic
maybe i’m too dramatic
heart was broken, now its frozen
“how’s your ex?” bruh we ain’t spoken!
maybe i’m too dramatic
maybe i’m too dramatic
not perfect, worth it!
and i don’t really feel like trying
maybe i’m too dramatic
maybe i’m too dramatic

(outro: big homie)
(alright, stop it)

- big coach the big homie

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