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letra de unapologetic - boldy james & the alchemist

[intro]
what else?
two-way, deuce, siete
(hard streets, hard times)
let’s get it
(uh-uh, uh)

[verse 1]
got whooped up from the terminal in a range rover convertible (skrrt)
asked, “can i smoke in the whip?,” she said, “i wouldn’t prefer you to” (ayy)
thirty-two shot clip in the mop stick with percival (yeah)
now me and [wilson chan?] discussin’ millions of vertical (it’s on)
girlie too insecure for me, got me second-guessin’ (what else?)
listenin’ to sunday service choir, tryna catch a blessing
recollectin’ is a cure for me, each and every second
of my day, long as the work fire, i ain’t never stressing (yes)
murci’ coupe in the driveway look like a autobot (err, err, err)
[?] sittin’ out here laid out on the countertop (what else?)
poured a deuce up for my n-gga park, gone but not forgotten (word)
free that n-gga scar, he would put the r in roxycontin (ayy)
pillmatic with them bars, long live mox [?] (long live the roxy)
when we ain’t have a pot to p-ss in, had a pot to whip in (school zone)
diamonds dancin’ with the stars, f-ck the opposition (ayy)
left the ar in the car, but we snuck and got the stick in

[chorus]
i’m so unapologetic
auntie owe four-eighty, ’til she pay me, i’ma hold her debit
i’m so unapologetic
smack a custo’ for comin’ short, can’t get no more credit (at all)
i’m so unapologetic
never sayin’ sorry when i’m wrong, and no, i won’t admit (i know i’m wrong)
i’m so unapologetic (my bad)
when the funds get low, load my gun up and i go and get it
(where we at with it?)
[verse 2]
at times i sit and wonder
will a n-gga make it through the winter ’til the end of summer?
fendi runner (oh no), strap lights suspended, left the engine runnin’
n-ggas tryna put me in a blender, b-tches gettin’ thundered (haha)
in the gutter line, speed racing, getting to the money
everything updated, n-ggas hate it but the b-tches love it (ayy)
[?] four-piece chicken nugget
n-gga want a verse, hit aureli, tell him send the budget (blockworks)
fifty for a chirp of that fetti, keep sh-t on the hush (shh)
n-ggas only knew me [?] and gue, how we be really thuggin’
me and melly just shot out the way with some light sh-t (melroy)
a thousand pills a day will have your city in a vise grip
gamblin’ with my life, i just pray to god the dice hit (standback)
that’s why i stay with freaky ray, my n-gga run a tight ship (buzzo)
estimated eta: three hours behind [?]
signed to the streets though i never read the fine print (227)

- boldy james the alchemist

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