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letra de old fashion - biv

i was told to come back home
never movements on my own
spreadin’ my bread for the folks
how you gon’ b-tch ’bout life you chose
everyone got some junk in the [?]
[?]
everyone walk tip-toe
she tryna pry, deep throat
no see, not me
they do the most

i will never faded
i’m the fated
by the sequence of the seasons
all my demons
how they treat ’em
i believe ’em
caught me weezin’
by a petty b-tch
[?]
motherf-ckers need no nothing
half these f-cks get to bluffing
sell my jewels for the hungry
[?] talk talks, swear that they love me
i press that sh-t in her tummy, yummy
motherf-ckers steady, go dummy
in my dash, you don’t count that money
eight feet deep in the dirt mean nothing
why you so sad?
why the f-ck you running?
why you so bad?
should [?] this from me
blame for the name
now you hate me honey?
just cause it made me nothing
please shut the f-ck up
i ain’t got the funds up
so why the f-ck they trust us?
f-ckers [?] like stand up
talk soul like they have some
you the same as the next one after
[?] me like a dancer
she rub a band like a stretcher
fam in the city, that’s my sp-ce
my fam look pretty in pink
my fam make moves out of state
my hands been formed by the day
why you [?] on me when i show face
two scripts, too free like a head case
she poppin’ a few like a sedate
but he pass on these f-ckers like a mixtape

don’t try to speak on it b-tch
you not a ditch, you can suck a d-ck
f-ckin’ slapped with the petty sh-t
life got you by the p-ssy, pr-ck

i don’t wanna go outside
all i seen been talk in an overbite
you afraid of yourself in the overnight
if i ain’t stressed then my life ain’t hittin’ right
then my life ain’t hittin’ right, yuh
i don’t wanna go outside
all i seen been talk in an overbite
you afraid of yourself in the overnight
if i ain’t stressed then my life ain’t hittin’ right

- biv

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