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letra de missing edot - blockwork

[intro]
like, grrah
like, grrah, grrah, grrah
everything for dotty, n-gga
(a-a-atm on the track)
n-ggas ain’t never forget about you, you heard?
i be thinkin’— i be thinkin’ to myself, like (r.i.p dotty)
i do this sh-t for you (everything for dotty)
give a f-ck what n-ggas say, give a f-ck if n-ggas don’t like me
this my block, n-gga, i was raised, born and raised
r.i.p. dotty, r.i.p. notti, everything for dotty, n-gga
like, grrah, like, grrah

[chorus]
r.i.p. dotty, i miss you a lot
i don’t know how to feel, you left me in shock
b-tch, i was spinnin’, tryna let it clap
you was the one that told me just to rap
like, that n-gga solid, that young n-gga doley
he paved the way and he don’t even know it
f-ck feelings, don’t f-ck with emotions
b-tch, i was broke and had to get some motion
and i know what we been through, that lil’ sh-t was dumb
i showed up when n-ggas ain’t want me to come
if you in the streets, you better keep your gun
b-tch, i’m run down gang, i could never run
like, grrah, like, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah
and i ‘member them days i was starvin’
now i’m a star, i made it out of harlem
[verse]
i’m still missin’ notti, i’m still missin’ dotty
if you get to dissin’, i’ma go catch a body
i ‘member them days i was stealin’ out cars
now i got racks, i can slide in a ‘rari
i love my mama, i told her, “i’m sorry”
antisocial, i don’t like to party
i wish you was here, we could roll up our marley

[chorus]
r.i.p. dotty, i miss you a lot
i don’t know how to feel, you left me in shock
b-tch, i was spinnin’, tryna let it clap
you was the one that told me just to rap
like, that n-gga solid, that young n-gga doley
he paved the way and he don’t even know it
f-ck feelings, don’t f-ck with emotions
b-tch, i was broke and had to get some motion
and i know what we been through, that lil’ sh-t was dumb
i showed up when n-ggas ain’t want me to come
if you in the streets, you better keep your gun
b-tch, i’m run down gang, i could never run
like, grrah, like, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah
and i ‘member them days i was starvin’
now i’m a star, i made it out of harlem
[outro]
i ‘member them days i was starvin’
now i’m a star, i made it out of harlem
i’m still missin’ notti and dotty, n-gga
i’m still missin’ notti and dotty
like, r.i.p. bro
like, r.i.p. bro
(a-a-atm on the track)
it’s blockwork, b-tch
like, grrah, like, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, n-gga
r.i.p. the bros

- blockwork

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