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letra de dyin 2 live “edot baby tribute” - blockwork

[intro: ruth b & blockwork]
i am a lost boy from neverland (like, grrah)
usually hanging out with peter pan (worda mother bro, like, gang)
and when we’re bored we play in the woods (n-gga f-cked me up bro, you done turned me into a different n-gga, like)
always on the run from captain hook (grrah)
“run, run lost boy,” they say to me (i still can’t even believe this sh-t bro, late night, n-gga can’t sleep, can’t eat)
away from all of reality (n-ggas don’t feel my pain)
grrah, grrah, grrah

[chorus]
feel like goin’, suicide
think i’m trippin’, i don’t wanna die
boy, i love you, i don’t gotta lie
got me askin, “like, dotty, just why?”
why did you do that sh-t? why did you go?
i wanna ask you myself since n0body knows
f-ck the beef, i be missin’ the bros
like, why did we change on each other?
word to notti, i’m missin’ my brothers
like, grrah, like, grrah
[verse 2]
no cap, n-ggas weird, they be changing for clout
n-gga, i let you sleep in my house
that’s ya b-tch? put the d-ck in her mouth
fast car when i’m takin’ that route
go get some money, you a sus’
get the bag and i’m breakin’ it down
shoutout ray, he ain’t change, he was always around
too official, he not like the rest
cuban link, that’s on my chest
i’m a stomper, i don’t really step
b-tch, i’m ballin’, i feel like a vet’
b-tch, i’m ’bout to go hop on a jet
boy, you p-ssy, you diss on the ‘net
you ain’t jackin’ me? aight, bet
i got the bentley, i don’t gotta flex
when i did, n-ggas start to move funny
you was my mans, how we beefin’ for money?
we ‘posed to get it together
f-ck it, spin on a bike, or a revel
he a demon, send him to the devil
you not my opp, n-gga, i never met you
like, grrah, like, grrah
like, e wit’ the dot, what the f-ck?
seen a post, couldn’t sleep, had me up
this sh-t hurt me, i don’t even know
one thing i know, i’ma throw up the o
i seen you winning, i seen you go
i was there when you was low
i lost brodie, got me movin’ slow
i don’t wanna pop no percs no mo’, grrah
n-ggas lookin’, what you did, like?
yeah, you f-cked up the hood, we ain’t feelin’ alright
they kept it real in the dark, and they put the fake in the light
late night, askin’ god, “is it right?”
we use to fight ’cause i ain’t wanna see bro lose no fight
like, d-mn, like, d-mn, grrah, grrah
[chorus]
feel like goin’, suicide
think i’m trippin’, i don’t wanna die
boy, i love you, i don’t gotta lie
got me askin, “like, dotty, just why?”
why did you do that sh-t? why did you go?
i wanna ask you myself since n0body knows
f-ck the beef, i be missin’ the bros
like, why did we change on each other?

[verse 3]
word to notti, i’m missin’ my brothers
it’s that sh-t that i can’t even stand
i lost notti, this sh-t feelin’ bad
i do what i want and you do what you can
in my feelings, i get in my bag
no more dissin’, it’s time to talk facts
time to show these n-ggas i can rap
don’t tell me you love me, i know that sh-t cap
ridin’ ’round town wit’ the gun on my body
e4e and i’m ballin’ for dotty
talk on bro, you get hit wit’ a shotty
and no, i ain’t forget about notti
you was only 14, had big dreams
for a young n-gga, you was [?], like
feelin’ down, like, i wanna fall
where the za’? i need some more
i’m ’bout to speak, like, i’m on tour
she said that she love me, that b-tch is a hoe
late night, reminiscin’ them days
i remember the first time you got up on stage
and, no, i’m not no g-y
phone on d&d, i do not play
f-ck the rumors, they say what say
like, d-mn, like, d-mn
you was my brother, no fake
soon get you tatted, just wait
like, grrah, why you put all of this sh-t on my plate?
like, grrah

[outro]
like, grrah
ahh
rrah-rrah
grrah-grrah

- blockwork

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