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letra de gym work - bohemian lonely

[intro]
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah

[verse]
i had a dub sac in my bucket
now i got about seven grams
yeah n-ggas still in a jam
still needa work, that’s word to your mans
‘fore i’m never heard of again
n-ggas like bo he certain to end
n-ggas like lo just lonely again
guess they right cause i like her, her, and her friend
by 25 tryna skrt in a benz
that depends if a n-gga can splurge on the engine
n-ggas never learn from the kid
gotta be the one, just to hurt em again
i got
all these n-ggas just running in circles again
pokémon
how i put in work in the gym
nah, i’m lebron
but a n-gga really gotta work on his handles first
then i can get that crib that got that banister
walking in the sand, till a n-gga toe jams and his sandals hurt
rather be doing that sh-t
i know n-ggas kicking sh-t, hitting l!cks off candler
n-gga used to live by campbellton
n-gga could you go everywhere, could your ass even
handle it
tv talking to me in my sleep, in my dreams
but now i’m managing
n-gga don’t even got a manager
rosedale straight to atlanta
look
yeah
why would i have any manners
they don’t understand us
and i got my hands up anyway
can’t assimilate
can’t remember days
can’t be feeling pain
can’t be f-ckin’
f-cking plain
i’m playing
f-ck that sh-t

- bohemian lonely

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