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letra de tent city - blckk

[intro]
yeah, yeah

[verse 1]
never been the one they wanna talk about
hope i’m gettin’ rich so when they show up, i can walk ’em out
ain’t no conversation, i could let the pistol talk ’em down
suicide, all i ever motherf-ckin’ think about, like
open mic for two minutes, all i really need to get this sh-t jumpin’
move digits, all i ever dream
and get to clip dumpin’ right outside your address, facts, b-tch
right outside your address, yeah
and this my verse, i talk my sh-t, y’all needa
cop you a he-rs- or suck my d-ck, i’m breathin’
straight metal and nicotine like i’m triple777
straight wishin’ it’s “legend” whenever i get mentioned, oh sh-t
but i’m bein’ honest, i could roll with teenage death
i got me a month left to make it pop in my skull
brains fly, too tall, b-tch
i’m a straight set burden to the folks, sh-t
never been anything but the one that they wanted to drop
funny the way that it work, that’s somethin’ that i would’ve bought
and y’all still can’t pick it up, i f-ckin’ suffer
i could never get rich enough to change that

[chorus]
bad trip for nineteen years
i’m tryna drink heavy and lace my pills whenever
money come in, i hate life still so f-ck it
six shots, the battle’s uphill, whatever
[verse 2]
this the sh-t y’all wanna listen to
i never been the type to let you motherf-ckers pick and choose
but figure since the world f-cked anyway
count rounds for the f-ggot up in office, i’m off sh-t
ugh, and i ain’t trippin’ on the politics
i just don’t like stupid motherf-ckers on some racist sh-t
matter fact, i think i’m outta sh-t to do for sixty minutes
lace the f-ckin’ boots and find a p-ssy i ain’t f-ckin’ with
i’m thinkin’ ’bout k!llin’ myself and bringin’ you with me
’cause i ain’t f-ckin’ with anybody but n0body k!ll me
i been an idiot since i jumped in the planet so take this sh-t in advance when you try to cancel me
i still don’t give a f-ck until the day that i’m dead
i’m stayin’ on the same sh-t i came with
and i ain’t tryna f-ck unless she givin’ me head
off-topic but, f-ck it, man, while i’m sayin’ sh-t
look, it’s a good chance all this sh-t will be over before i’m makin’ hits, sh-t
so all the image brand bullsh-t i’m dealin’ with
never really mattered, smoke a cigarette and drink a bit

[chorus]
for nineteen years
i’m tryna drink heavy and lace my pills whenever
money come in, i hate life still so f-ck it
six shots, the battle’s uphill, whatever

- blckk

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